Coach

This story will bring back memories of a pervious story see if 
you can guess which one...As always requests to 
alt.sex.stories.d. I hope you enjoy this twist to earlier story.

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The following contains nonconsensual sex, rape violence etc.

If you are immature, underaged of offended by such, go on to the 
next posting.
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I promised to post this as it continues with some of the Basket 
Ball Team characters and another theem requested as of late...

                  The Coach
                  by Paladin

Tim Oriley was a tackle. He had scored a touchdown by taking the 
ball from the opposition quarterback and run it back to the goal 
line. This accounted for six of the twelve points of their score. 
The opposition had 27. 

The teams were not that unevenly matched but Tims team was lazy. 
Try as he might the new black coach could not inspire them to 
work to their full potential.

The opposition head cheerleader did not miss an opportunity to rub 
it in. Alice Hanson was a perky little blond with a figure to die 
for and her team was ahead. She had known Tim before, in grade 
school, and had turned down his advances numerous times. Now she 
was taunting him for his teams lack of effort. This was too much 
for the oversexed Tim. He decided to make her pay for all the 
frustrations of his young life.

Tim told his fellow line men, "When the half time gun goes off 
cover me and go along with me, men. You won't regret it."

Bang! The Half time gun sounded!!

Tim and his buddies went to the locker room in a herd of beefy 
male flesh. They passed by the opposite team bench to the locker 
room.

Tim had taken his sweaty jock from practice and an old pair of 
shoe strings with him on to the field at the 2nd quarter and was 
ready.

When the herd passed the opposition cheer leading squad, Tim 
grabbed Alice, as she stuck out her curvy but at them, and dragged 
her to the center of the line men. Then converged around Tim and 
Alice simply seemed to disappear into the sea of uniforms and 
padded masculinity.

With Alice under his arm Tim started for the locker room, just 
like when he recovered the ball for the other team in the first 
quarter. The line men protecting him with his prize.

Alice was speechless. How dare he. She would....

Alice opened her mouth to scream but Tim stiffeled her outcry with 
the old sweaty jock strap and captured her right wrist with his 
left hand.

"Tony help me with this bitch,"  Tim ordered.

Tomy grabbed her other hand and rapped the old shoe laces around 
that wrist grabbed the other and forced them behind her as Tim 
and the others continued on to the Locker room.

"UMMMMM UMMMM UMMM!!!!" came from the muffled cheerleader mouth 
but the noise of the crowd and the sweaty jock assured that this 
was not heard beyond the screen of uniformed male flesh.

Struggle as she might Alice was helpless. Her squad went off the 
field obvious to the kidnapped girls fate. The rest were more 
interested in the refreshment and congratulations of their fans.

Once in the locker room Tim wasted no time in laying Alice on a 
wooden bench in the back of the room. Her hated uniform was 
quickly stripped from her nubile body and she was forced back 
naked on the narrow bench.

"Tony, Brad get a leg and spread this bitch for me." Tim ordered.

Both boys jumped to the task and soon the naked girls legs were 
spread in an approximation of a split with Tim laying in the 
middle at her forceabely spread open cunt.

Tim tore off his padded pants and sought his prise.

The fine blond hair did nothing to hide Tims intended target and 
he was there with a vengeance. This bitch had humiliated him, and 
now she was his. The uniform top and sholder pads didn't even 
slow him down.

"Hold the bitch you fucking pansies. Can't you do anything!" Tim 
complained as he pulled down his jock strap.

No preliminary, no fore play, Tim just stuck it at the entrance 
and forced his dick into the tight dry hole before him. He'd make 
her pay for all those times she laughed at him.

"Fight it all you like bitch. I got you now and when I'm done you 
will be bowl legged for life." Tim exclaimed. 

Tim was robbed. His pent up emotions and the tightness of the 
dry cunt were too much he came quickly. As he staggered off Brad 
handed him the leg he was holding and said,

"Let a man show you how this is done!"

Tim was furious. He grabbed the struggling leg and watched as his 
team mate took up position at the recently vacated hole. With a 
lung he was in to the balls and seeking to berry himself in the 
squirming reluctant captive girls flesh.

"UMUMMUMUMMMUUMMMMM" came from the captive holes 
owner. The first one was bad but Brad was clear to her cervix and 
trying to go further. It was easier for Brad, he had Tims cum for 
lubrication.

"Bitch never going to call us wimps again. Show her who the 
pussy now." came from a waiting team member.

Brad started to get his nut when a big black hand grabbed his 
neck and dragged from his desired position. His cum spewing over 
her defenseless cunt.

"What the hell going on here??" The coach demanded.

"You pussies let these wimps show you'll up and now I find 
you'll recreating with the enemy. I be soo humiliated that I 
should have short arm inspection to see if you'll really be 
having dicks. Then I finds this??"

Tim piped up defiantly, "I did my best and this pussy taunted me 
so I decided to teach her a lesson."

"You always take the initiative. I likes that. You deserve the 
pussy here, but Brad here he let that puts sack Jim twice so I 
should cut his dick off. Not let him have at it." The coach 
said.

"Look here Washington, be in line too. Butterfingers fumbled 
twice but he be right the head of the line for pussy. Yes sir 
he wants pussy, and Frank here.... He make the other 
touchdown... Go on Frank tear off a nice piece. You deserves it. 
Rest of you'll pussy ass fuckers holds her and watch what a 
real man look like. Go on Frank do be shy. Show um what it is." 
demanded the coach.

Alice was horrified. She felt she was saved... The coach was 
actually aiding this...Now!!!! NO! NO!

"UMUMUMUM........" she tried to argue.

"Tim boy you look frustrated. Go on and make her suck you'll hard 
again. You deserve it. Rest of you'll fuckers just watch and get 
blue balls for all I cares. Go on Tim boy. Don't be scared. Rest 
of these fuckers going to be making noise so she don't attract no 
undo 'tension." the coach ordered.

Tim went to the other end of the bench, seated himself 
comfortablely on Alices tits and pulled out the spit soaked jock 
strap. He grabbed her ears to position her mouth for his 
enjoyment..

"Sot....Please....You'll all go to jail....I...II I'll Please 
make them stop....Please....MUMMMUMMM" Alice tried before Tims 
now rigid organ stiffled her vocal abilities.

"Scoot up there Tim," coach demanded. He pinched a pink nipple 
and went on, "You suck the boy nice, whore or I pinch this thing 
and the other un right off here. You'se hear me whore."

Alice freafully shook her head yes and started to suck the 
disgusting cock.
 
Larry would have this bitch eating dick like a pro in no time. He 
had what he needed in this bitch. This was the motivation he 
needed to get back on top in this new school. 

Ain't no justice in this world. He got the championship at the 
former school and all he got was complaints. 

So them pale pussies disappeared. No one could prove he done a 
thing. He should have been honored... That black prick Frank 
run off and took all the money should been his.

Then their was that small matter of the skinny black boy in the 
storage room with his dick worn clean down to a nub, but noone 
could blame Larry. Them damn ministers with their hollier than 
thou shit. They blamed the coach. He had to leave that town. 

Hadn't of been for that producer fellow he'd have to be jacking 
dealers or something. 

Yes sir the jew producer done come through for him. Got him a new 
coaching job. Wern't much considering the money he done made on 
that Lezzie series of his'n, but it was a job. Black folks got's 
to take what be given um ...... then steal the rest.... 

Yes sir this little white pussy going to be the turning point of 
this game.... maybe the whole season....

Tim stiffened and came again in Alices mouth and Frank, after 
overcoming his initial shyness, came in her now slick pussy.

"Now turn the bitch over you wimps and let a man show you'll how 
it is done." Larry ordered.

"NO Stop you will all go to jail. Stop.... Don't hurt me.... 
Please help me....You are  coach!!! Please..." Alice started 
to cry after she spit out Tims unwanted cum.

"Tim the bitch be annoying me. Put in your smelly socks in that 
noisy hole." Larry ordered.

Tim stripped off his sweaty socks and shoved them in the 
reluctant mouth of the struggling captive girl. This stopped the 
outcry of the boys new toy.

Alice was now belly down on the narrow bench and the boys again 
had her legs spread for Larrys attention.

Larry took out his massive black cock and rammed in into her 
dripping hole. Alice stiffened and wiggled like mad to try to get 
comfortable with the new invader. Larry quickly with drew. Alice 
relaxed her muscles and sought to sink into the bench.

"Now you'll pussies see this here cunt been sticking out her ass 
at old Larry all afternoon. She be wanting this here old black 
snake all along and now...... SHE GOING TO GET......IT!!!!" Lary 
explained. He positioned his dick at her ass hole and gave a 
Herculian shove and berried his bone in her neither hole.

Alices world dissolved into a universe of red hurting PAIN!! She 
buckled up her hips and shook her ass. No teasing the boys now. 
This niggar was fucking her ass and his claim stake was where no 
one had been before. Her struggles, violent at first, lessened.

"You'll sees the way the whore bunches up her hips. She done fell 
in love with old Larrys prick. See it be all in the technique. You 
pull it out slow....... See the bitch done gone to heaven. She be 
really happy...." Then Larry slammed his dick trying for the 
bottom of the hole. "AHHHAAHA See how she be hunching back. She 
really love it now... See how a man does a whore like this??" 
Larry instructed as he sawed in the loosening neither hole .

Larry continued his instruction as he ass fucked Alices neither 
hole. For Alice, who passed out and came back two times, the 
instruction of how to fuck her ass, seemed to last an eternity.

The coaches pep talk to follow.
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Do you think the boys paid attention to the coachs pep talk???

More to follow..........

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                         The Coach #2
                           by Paladin
This was a half time pep talk like they had never had before. The 
boys looked on as the new black coach gave instructions on the 
game and denegrated the players who had failed the team. All the 
while ass fucking poor Alice. He never missed a stroke. What a 
coach!!

"Y'll mothers done let me down. ....All that is....but Tim here, 
and Frank... Rest going without for the rest of your miserable 
lives,...I have anything to say bout it." Larrys tyraid went on.

It was the most attentively received half time talk they had ever 
heard. The attention produced blue balls on all the slacking 
players. This and a resolve to get some pussy in the future by 
giving their full measure to this black fuck or die in the 
attempt. Each determined to get him some of this white ass.

Larry finally came in the tight white ass hole. He pulled out of 
the teenagers hole, wiped the sweat off his brow, and then cleaned 
his shit smeared cock on Alices sooth white ass. Then he said to 
the assembled players.

"Now you'll hear me and hear me good. This here whore be fine. 
This here whore going to go to the prick of the baddest 
mother fucker on the field. Now during the next half I be going 
to be taking names..... You Washington, that line men get past 
your black ass and you don't get any this fine white pussy...You 
got that in your thick head?" Larry asked the hurting line man.

"Yes coach....I going to keep then fuckers out.." Washington 
offered. Anything to get  piece of that smooth bouncy white ass 
the coach had just vacated. Washingtons limited attention span 
was wholly taken with that ass.

"NO! NO! You ain't going to get no pussy that way. You going to 
kill those fuckers that try to get by you. They going to have to 
triple team your ass and you going to still stop um....You got 
that???" Larry demanded. "You'll wants some of this, You'll kick 
some but for it. Send the fuckers to the hospital, Then you going 
to be in THIS pussie... You got's that!!"

"Yea coach." came the response.

"Pussy and I don't hear you fucker." Larry said forcing a banana
sized finger into Alices cunt, against the girls best efforts to 
keep him out. She grunted and rose up to accomadate the invader 
and shift her internal organs. Every eye in the place was glued 
to that smooth white pussy.

"YEA COACH I GOING TO STOP THOSE FUCKERS! SHIT FOR A PIECE 
RIGHT NOW I KILL THEIR ASSES." Washington shouted. His eyes 
blazed with passion. He wanted that twichie white ass.

"Now rest of you fuckers best look here and be satisfied with a 
a look for now. Frank and Tim boy here going to shower the whore 
and then I going to place her safely place under lock and key 
till we see what you fuckers do in the next half. Then we going 
to see who do the deeds and be deserving this fine piece of 
pussy. Now you pussies, can look, can touch, but if you want 
to fuck with this here cunt you'll gots to send her team mates 
to the hospital. Now get out the way and let the real men scrub 
down the pussy." Larry ordered.

Alices ass hole and pussy felt relief with the removal of the 
invaders. But she was out of it and staggered along with her two 
captors to the showers. She did not know where she was. Her 
conscious mind had all but shut down during the experience of the 
stripping and fucks before the team, and the ass fucking had really 
pushed her out there in space. The humiliating walk to the shower 
under the eyes of the team, NUDE, was a blur to her.

The boys positioned her under the shower with no resistance. They 
held her at arms length and turned on the cold water only. 

Alices cautiousness came back with a vengeance. The cold water felt 
like an ice bath. She tried to screamed but the dirty socks were 
still in place. The female body, which always seems to be cold, now 
shivered for a reason and the freezing water continued. She was then, 
at the instigation of the crowd, turned upside down, to clean out 
her works, don't you know.

Her fleeting contiousness withdrew and the boys tired of the 
showering of an imaminate body, even a nubile female body. She 
was dried with the dirty uniforms and taken back to the coaches 
firm control. 

Larry effortlessly lifted Alice and stuffed her back into a upper
clothes locker. He then forced her legs to her tits and she was 
trapped inside the locker. She would be there when they got back.

"All right now line up here. Each ou you'll potential fuckers 
get's up here and stick in a finger to see what you be missing, you 
be slacking on my team next half this here game."

The boys each stuck a finger or thump in the pussy or ass hole 
and promised himself that in less than an hour this would be 
where his dick going to be. Not one of them felt he would miss 
out on this fine piece of ass. A firmer commitment was never made 
to this team.

Then the coach slammed the door. Rammed home his padlock, and 
pocketed the key.

"Now get out there and show me how much you'se want this little 
old pussy, from our new mascot. Who know, I might even let 
butterfoot Wane, The kicker get a piece..... if he do 40 - 50 
points this quarter to make up for his past sins." Coach 
laughed.

Despite her condition Alices sex organ had begun to lubricated at 
the stimulation of all those frictioning fingers. Alice awoke at 
the slamming of the locker room door. Her world was wet, cold,
at first black, and cramped.  Gradually she became aware of some 
light from the small vents in the metal door. She now knew what 
a prezzle felt like. Her knees were under her chin. Her arms 
were still tied behind her back with the cutting shoe laces. 

As her eyes adjusted to the blackness lit by the vent seepage.
she thought she sensed someone out there.  She tried to move, but 
could not. She tried to scream but all that came out was a gurgling  
unhuman noise. Finally she was reduced to shivering and waiting in 
the semidarkness for her captors pleasure. She heard the roar of 
the crowd but this time she was not leading the cheering. She 
drifted of to visions of cocks and fingers in her. She shuttered.

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On the field Larrys team seemed invigorated. They did not miss an 
opportunity to take it to their opposite numbers. The score turned 
around. The runners gained with every carry. Passes were complete 
and the lines held.

<"Fuckers be motivated NOW!!!"> Larry thought to himself with  
big grin. He done turned this team. <"Yes sir this going be a 
winning....">

"Sir.... Sir...." and a tapping on his large shoulders brought 
Larry out of his day dream. 

Larry turned to see a skinny ugly white woman trying to get his 
attention.

"What you want woman, I got's me a game to run here." Larry 
shouted over the roar of the crowd, as his team made another TD.

"Sir I am the Cheer Leaders advisor for that team over there..," 
she pointed to the opposite bench, "and... well one of our cheer 
leaders is missing. You see...."

"Don't know nothing bout your cunts. Keep um off my side of the 
field... I got work to do here. You keep on your side of the 
field." Larry tried to bluster his way out of this potential set 
back.

Her face reddened, but Joan decided to seek out her lost 
cheerleader. Maybe she was in the boys locker room. She walked 
straight back to the building and cautiously knocked on the door.

RAP RAP RAP......

No answer... 

"YO YO IS ANYONE there???" Joan yelled. She was very embrassed at  
the intrusion of the boys locker room. The smells... were soo 
animal... Couldn't they use something to... well .

She descended the stairs and walked to the lockers. Noone was 
about. The crowd shouted and them ....

BANG

The noise startled her and she cried out. She heard a small 
muffled noise and she sought to find its source. 

"Alice are you in here...." Joan inquired looking down each isle.

The noise of the fans outside hid any potential sound. She felt 
like a thief. A braisien woman. She would die if anyone found her 
in here. Surely Alice was nowhere to be found and so she turned 
to leave. As she looked up at the top of the stairs and coming 
down were two black boys. One in the team uniform limping and the 
other in a sweat suit, probably the team gofer.

"What you be doing here bitch?" the large injured player 
demanded.

"Uh... I'm the adviser for the...." Joan began.

"She be a groupie or a thief." the gofer argued. "She probably 
come here to steal a jock strap or something to sniff for the 
rest of her miserable life."

"Now just a minute, young man, I am a teacher and the..." Joan 
tried to reason with them.

Washington lunged and grabbed her with his powerful arms and 
held her still.

"Jucy, you flip up the skirt and tear off them panties. Let's see 
if this bitch got a better looking cunt than her face. She be an 
ugly un, but maybe this grupie be fun for a time or three."

Jucy easily avoided her attempted kicks and had her ankles trapped 
with the torn panties in no time. As he slid his long black 
fingers back under her skirt she twisted like mad.

"NO NO STOP THIS YOU ANIMALS...I"M..." Joan began when 
Washingtons hand clamped over her mouth.

"Jucie be it a good pussy?? Or should we throw her back??" 
Washington inquired. "I be tired or this bitches voice..."

"Cann't rightly tell. Too much tangley hair in the way." Jucy 
answered.

"Get the tape and bandage shit now." Washington ordered. Jucy did 
it. Then while Washington steadied her Jucy tore off the tape 
and covered her hairy cunt with it.

Joan struggled like one possessed. The tape tore out most of her 
pubic hair and caused her more pain than she had ever experienced 
in her life when Jucie ripped it off her.

"Now what it be like?" Washington demanded holding the now 
frantically struggling woman.

"Be still kind of hidden, but be a white pussy. You'll knows they 
probably all look alike. What say we try her out??" Jucy 
commented.

"Tear off the top half so we can see if it be as good as the 
other un." Washington said.

RIPPPPPPP.....SNAP......RIPPPPP.   

"Don't be any great tits here. Small nipples even. Women you be a 
disgrace. Why you didn't even grow big tits???" Jucy mocked the 
now denuded Joan.

Joan was praying that these smelly animals would be stopped. She 
did not like men. The thought of black men was abhorant to her 
very being. To be nude and in their power.... why she would die. 
She would just die right now... she closed her eyes and willed 
her self to die..... It did not happen. She was brought back to 
reality with a pain in her right nipple. She looked down and was 
horrified.

The smaller beast had her whole tit, small as it was, in his big 
lips and he was nipping at the nipple with his teeth.

"AHAHAHAHAAHA" Joan tried to scream...

"Shut the fuck up bitch! The boy just trying to see if they be 
real tits or some paste on falsies. He be done in a minute and if 
you is a queer, then I have his bite um off. How bout that."

Joan squirmed about to see Washingtons leering face. From his 
expression she knew he meant every word....

More later......

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                          Coach 3
                         by Paladin

After stiffening Joans right nipple, Jucy went to work on the 
other one. His gripped her pussy lips and held her by nipple and 
lips while Washington tore off his clothes for the future 
proceedings. Jucies fingers found her vagina and worked their way 
inside the tight dry hole. This and the nipple nipping produced, 
remarkably, some lubrication. 

Joan hated this. Her body was responding to this animal. she 
should be... Here she was stripped and standing there letting this 
boy ...... She started to back away..

Jucy hooked his fingers in their now wet hole, and bit down on 
the stiffening left nipple. Further he reached around her hips 
and sought her most personal hole.

This caused her to stop moving. Her hands sought to stop the 
invasion of her ass hole. This was just perfect for Washington 
returning to assume his right to her nude form. He laced her 
wrists together with his rawhide shoe laces and pulled her hands 
away from Jucies exploring fingers..

"No No Please.. I'll do anything... Don't let him... I mean... 
Please make him stop.. I"ll do anything you want... Please stop 
him..." Joan pleaded.

"OK. I'se going to see if you means what you say.... Jucy let the 
bitch go. She and I going to have an eye to cock experience, and 
see if'n she be a good bitch of if'n we haves to use drastic 
measures." Joan shuttered at these words.

Reluctantly Jucy withdrew his exploring fingers and Joan was 
turned to face Washingtons hugh black chest. In her embarsement 
Joan looked down and saw what to her appeared to be a black 
garden hose protruding from the black boys crotch.

Realization caused her to seek flight, but Jucy held her shoulders 
and forced her to her knees. Washingtos sat down on the bench and 
grabbed Joans ears. He rubbed her shrinking face over his 
hardening black cock and dangling balls.

"Now don't you'll be forgetting your promises. You said you'd do 
anything and I ames to hold you'll to your words." Washington 
demanded.

Joan thought she would be sick. She did not utter a word as this 
animal would take the opportunity to....... no it was.... 
unthinkable... She would.

"Jucy go get the liniment and more tape. I needs my ankle taped 
and then if this bitch still be playing the reluctant virgin 
mouth, we going to tear her a new ass hole." Washington ordered.

He played with her captive face while Jucy worked on his swollen  
ankle. When it was properly bandaged he rose unsteadily to his 
feet and forced Joan to lie down on the bench. He seated himself 
comfortablely on her shrinking tits.

"Jucie pore some ot that stuff on her cunt, and get me some 
matches."

"What you going to do.... You cann't... Please...  Don't hurt 
me." Joan pleaded. Then she felt the splash of the liniment on 
her now stinging labia.

Jucy returned and lit a match where Joan could see the flame 
rise up.

"Now bitch you'se going to suck... and suck real good or we'se 
going to.... LIGHT YOUR FIRE....." Washington explained.

Joan hesitated and the flames heat caused her to pass out 
before the flames went out.

She awoke in a river of ice cold water. Her tormenters had taken 
her to the shower and cleaned the pussy of its small fire. Then 
they rinsed her total nudity.

They brought her shivering back to the bench. Washington then sat 
down, and forced her to a position between his knees and ordered,

"Suck my nice black snake or We going to put that old stuff in 
your holes and use you'll like a candle. No more saying just do 
bitch,... or we try the matches again..."

Joan cringed. Her cunt was hurting like nothing she had ever 
felt. She oveled her mouth and tried to draw in the large menacing 
black hose into her small dainty mouth.

She was sure it was too big. It could not go in, but a couple of 
slaps and some ear tugging and soon it was partially in her oral 
cavity. The horrible things head was resting on her reluctant tongue.

"No ain't that a pretty picture, Jucy. Bitch done found a home, 
but she done fallen asleep there though. Get that tongue to wagging. 
Else I be thinking that it need to be torn out to make room for 
my balls.." Washington said looking into fearful her eyes.

Joan never felt so scared in her life. Her whole world was gone. 
This black animal had .... SMAKKKK.... She moved her tongue to 
stroke the underside of the horrid thing in her stuffed mouth.

"Dumb bitch...." Washington said and he moved her head by the ear 
holders till just the tip was in her mouth, "Now lavel that piss 
hole till I shoot. Lots of suction and lots of tongue or I gets 
the idea to start another fire in that worthless cunt of yours."

Hating every minute Joan did as instructed. This animal would do 
it. Of that she was sure. She laved and suctioned. She had never 
done this. She felt like a slave to this black teem. Nothing 
could be more horrible than...... What was that... She felt hands 
opening her ass cheeks and a pressure at her ass hole..... No 
they couldn't. She would not let them....

She reared up, spit out Washingtons cock and cried....

"NO PLEASE NOT THAT I"M DOING...." Joan started.

Washington forced her head back on his impaling cock and said.

"Bitch you go on with this here blow job you be giving me. Let 
my man Jucy here have a little piece of that ass. You be glad he 
started you out with his small dick in there. Some of the other 
boys come here got bigger dicks than me and they all be wanting 
your ass. Your cunt be soo messed up..." Washington told her.

Oh god no .... uhhhh ohhhh uhuhu. Her ass hole resisted but Jucy 
was, if nothing else, persistent in his goal of her neither hole. 
It took time and Jucy finally gained the entrance of his slim 
dick. He paused, reached around and grabbed the little nipples 
and using them for leverage slammed home his long slim dick in 
her virgin neither hole.

"Bitch be tighter than any virgin I done." Jucy said. Then taking 
advantage of his position Jucy commenced to sawing back and forth 
in the unwilling hole. It fought the invader, but it was a losing 
battle. Jucys persistence paid off and he soon got his nut.

"AHHHH Man this be a good un. This be a real crowd pleased when 
the boys get back. Man you all right. I got's to get back to the 
coach. He skin my black ass I don't get back." Jucy said. "You 
be OK if I'se to go back to the coach?"

"Yea you go on back. Me and the bitch be having a good time now, 
Ain't we bitch..." Washington said slapping the top of Joans head 
to illicid a grunted response from the now subdued tyro 
cock sucker. "Bitch be worthless now but when you'll get back I 
have her sucking like a pro."

Joans ass hole burned. Her jaw ached. Her tongue was ready to 
fall off and he was not satisfied. He signaled for more by 
twisting her ears. She sniffiled and tried to obey, but he wanted 
more.

He grabbed the back of her head and forced his now massive black 
hose into her till then virgin throat.

She strained her neck muscles and tried to withdraw from the 
onslaught. She could not ... she would not.... UGGGGGGG 

The dick was pushing the tonsils out of the way. It gained 
entrance to her throat and corked it. Washington paused to allow 
the normal spasiming to stimulate his now raging organ.

She could not breath. She saw spots before her eyes. She knew she 
was going to die.

Joan lost hope.... She had all ways been a good girl. Now here 
she was going to die...Strangled by a niggers cock.... she was 
losing contiousness. She was going to .... 

Sensing this Washington reluctantly started to slowly slip his 
now throbbing dick out of her throat.

The cock popped free of her throat. She drew the sweetest breadth 
of air of her life. She looked up and surrendered to this 
wonderful black teen. He let her live. She withdrew to the head 
and licked the cock like it was her first lollypop. She suctioned 
like mad. She withdrew from the cock with a loud pop. Took a 
breadth and quickly licked over the whole slimy black meat. 

When Washington twisted her ear again and she inhaled hid now 
slimy black dick and carefully drew it to the fullest. His hand 
at her neck forced it into her soar throat again but this time 
it was easier. She let her throat muscles milk it for a while 
and then slowly withdrew to the head. 

This time when the cock reached her mouth she sensed a flow of 
liquid. She swallowed as fast as she could. She did not think to 
try to spit out the wonderful liquid. She was soo happy to be 
alive that all thought of rebellion was gone. 

When the flow was done she withdrew and cleaned off the wonderful 
black head with her filthy tongue. She awaited her black masters 
orders.

"Now we getting some where, bitch. Now show me you love me... 
Kiss them fine black balls and lick um till I be ready to get 
the show on the road again." Washington ordered.

In a former life she would have preferred death to this but now 
she happily lowered her head by the now flacid dick and kissed 
the balls that had given her all that nice thick cream. She tongue 
kissed them all over. She wished he would release her hands so 
she could hold those balls but she did not want to anger her 
master. She licked....kisses..... and then licked somemore.

"Now that be a good bitch, now scoot down here by the bench. Put 
that face to the floor and stick that ass up here for me." 
Washington ordered.

Trembling Joan did as ordered and spread her knees. Washington 
knelt behind the upturned white pussy and guided his dick into 
the waiting wet hole. He found the mark easily and forced his 
massive dick head into Joans small hole.

"Bitch all your former fuckers must had needle dicks, but I going 
to bust this out to man sized for you right now."

Joan teased up and sought to wiggle forward but Washington 
grabbed her hips and sank into her hole three inches.

"Relax bitch. Here comes the sweet part." Washington said and 
forced the other five inches into the now straining hole.

<"Sweet....part..... AHHHAHHAAAAAA."> She thought. Straining and 
shaking to give the black hose better access to her cunt. It 
seemed to go on forever. She did not want it to stop. Her 
previous lover had never gone this deep.

When she felt him start to withdraw she squeezed her muscles to 
hold on to him. She wanted him to give it to her. She almost cried 
when she felt him slip out.

"Please...please don't stoooooo.....AHHHHHHHH" she cried.

Washington sensing her need slammed back home in her belly. He 
sawed back and forth and then stopped inside her depth. Time for 
a change.... He withdrew completely and repositioned his dick.

While she was basking in the glow of his dicks possession of her 
cunt he slammed into her ass hole.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!" She cried rearing up with all the 
strength she could muster... It hurt... It burned..... it....it.

She sank back down and her ass hole sought to hold its invader 
in it's depth. She came again and again... She had never been 
soo.... She lost contiousness.

***************************************

More to come.....

======================================================

                         Coach 4
                        by Paladin

Larry was elated. His team beat them other fuckers and all the 
boys had acted like raging animals. Just a little pussy. That 
is all the motivation they needed...

"Mr Larry, Washington done got hisself a whore in the locker 
room." Jucy informed him over the tomultious roar of the boys 
and the fans.

"What you say!!! Where he get a pussy. I kill his black ass he be 
fucking with my mascot whore!!" Larry declared.

"No sir.. We be finding her there when we took him to bandage his 
ankle. She be looking around for something and we....well 
Washington, he done took her and stripped her and he done...." 
Jucy went on.

"What you be doing while the boy be doing all this??" Larry 
demanded. "Your black face done tell me you done her too. You 
slimy prick. Then you don't tell me. I going to kill...Aw get out 
the way..."

"I..didn't do much..see I just well I.." Jucy dronned on and on 
attempting to asuage his part in the proceedings.

"Why you don't tell me this when you come back??" Larry demanded 
as he ran back to the locker room. He worried at what disaster 
he would find there.

"Well You be doing the game and...I be.." Jucy said running 
along side of the coach.

"Oh shut up! Just get out the way.." Larry said rushing through the 
crowd of jubilant fans. 

<If that boy had let the bitch find the chearleader he would have 
to .... He did not know what to do... Why this all ways happen to 
me a poor black man trying to make it in a cruel world.> Larry 
thought.

He opened the door and quickly locked it behind himself. He 
descended the stairs. His first sight was Washingtons worthless 
black ass sticking up beside the bench. He rushed over fully 
intending to kick that black ass into the middle of next week.
Only when he got closer he saw skinnier white legs beside the 
muscular black ones.

The boy had fucked himself and the bitch senseless. He was mad but 
this was better than he had feared. She had not got out. She was 
still here. Boy done fucked her unconscious. <Play this right and 
he'd own this bitch. So she be an ugly white woman. Pussy be 
pussy.> Larrys mind raced through his options.

He pushed Washington off the bitch and dragged her to her knees 
by her hair. A smile covered his broad face. The chearleaders  
monitor!! Bitch won't be no more trouble to him. Not now like 
this. She now be his other mascot.

"What you doing fucking underaged boys?? You whore.. I going to 
get the police on your ass..." Larry screamed in the half alert 
fucked out womans face.

Cum on her lips, using out her cunt and ass... What could she 
say.. She sought to wipe her mouth on her shoulders as her hands 
were still tied behind her back and she could not hide her 
shrinking nudity from this angry black man.

"Please... he made me.. He..." Joan stammered. She was daised and 
half conscious of what Larry was saying to her. She needed time to 
think. <Police no she could not face that. She would...>

"Don't give me that you bitch.. I heared bout your kind. You'll 
like that young black cock. Cannot get enough.. Seducing my gofer 
and this here fine black boy.. Just so you'll win the game. I 
going to get the cops. They throw you white ass in jail for bout 
100 years for this. You one sick white bitch." Larry threatened 
the nude woman.

"NO PLEASE.. I...I'll" Joan stammered... She struggled to make 
him understand but the pain in her scalp and the taste of cum in 
her mouth caused her to be very defensive. It looked bad for her, 
after all she did...well he did... but she well..

"Well maybe we can work something out but you better do 
everything I tell you to or your ass is grass and the boy here 
and I are the lawnmore to cut it down to size, YOU GOT THAT???" 
Larry demanded.

Joan cringing nude on her knees looked up at him. She thought he 
might be right. She was his she had to do... what was he going to 
do to her.. Anything was better than arrest, publicity.. She would 
do anything he said. Anything to get her clothes back and get out 
of here with as little trouble as possible.

He left her there cringing and went and let the rest of the team 
in. They were so jubilant in their win and expecting to see a whore 
ready for their efforts that at first they did not notice that this 
female was not the little chearleader they expected. This was a flat        
chested...Teacher???

The coach...What a man... The boys thought.

Larry stood facing the boys, behind Joan. He hauled her up by 
her hair to her feet and began,

"Boys this here slut done come over to the winning team and she 
done Washington nearly to death. Now she going to take on all of 
you'll to prove she be more than a match for you'll,even if her 
team ain't."

"OH GOD!!!" Joan uttered before Larry covered her mouth. He then 
whispered in her ear..

"I gets the slightest complaint and I call the cops on you ass." 
Then he continued to the team.

"Bitch be going to lie right here and take on any one of you'll 
think you man enough to do this here bitch what done in old 
Washington here."  Larry shouted to the rapidly stripping boys.

A cheer went up from the victorious boys and they descended on the 
cringing Joan with dicks at the ready. Joan was forced down on the 
bench and the boys started to use this free pussy. Larry observed 
the first two get their rocks off and then he went to the next 
isle and opened the locker where Alice had been held prisoner.

A red headed boy sat on Joans tits, directed his dick to her 
mouth and ordered, "Suck me off bitch I don't want any of that 
scummy pussy of yourn. I'll show you what a winning dick tastes 
like."

Joan looked crosseyed down the length of the boys dick. Just then 
another boy drove into her ass hole with a vengeance. She opened 
her mouth to scream. The red head took this opportunity to shove 
into her oral cavity and lodged in her throat, muffeling the 
scream before it got out.

Joan shook her head trying to dislodge the dick but the boy 
grabbed her sore ears. She used her tongue on the underside and 
the boy withdrew to allow her to minister to his cock head. Joan 
took the clue and licked for all she was worth. She remembered 
the other black boys dick and tried what had pleased him.

Larry reached into the locker and with drew out the nude daised 
chearleader. He positioned her on another bench in the next isle.

"Some of you'll horney fuckers get over here and use this un." 
Larry shouted. 

A group of the team raced over and a grinning Washington managed 
to sink his hardening black hose into Alice. He still wanted some 
of this bitch.

"Washington I ought to cut off that black snake of yourn. You 
almost got me in a world of trouble." Larry said marveling at the 
resilient nature of the horney fucker. "Like I said before you is 
all ways at the head of the free pussy line."

"AH coach," Washington pleaded from his position in the 
cheerleaders cunt. A covered big grin covered his face. He 
finally had the soft white cheerleaders ass... "AHAHAH"

"Go on fucker get a nut you worthless fucker." Larry said.

Soon the girls were submerged in a sea oy young male dicks..

Larry looked over the straining boys.. Yes sir this was motivation 
all right. He could see he was going to be the winningest team 
coach in this league.

*******************************

The orgy went on for as long as anyone could get it up. Why Larry 
even had a couple or three goes hisself. Had to show these boys way 
a man does it. Then he shouted...

"Now take um into the shower and clean um up.. Got's to teach you 
fuckers every damn thing. Don't be putting up your toys dirty. Clean 
um up real good, Specially them cunts. Now get to it.."

The boys dragged the two exhausted females into the shower room and 
gleefully took a time washing down the now delirious females. 

They saw each other but they did not have the energy to say or do 
anything but stair as a black or white hand soaped their cunts, 
tits and asses. The showering was finally finished and two drenched 
but clean cunts were presented for Larrys inspection.

"Looks good enough to eat.. Jucy bring me those duffel bags 
over here." Larry ordered.

"Give me a couple of those sweaty jock straps for these whores to 
suck on while we take them home with us. Them be reminders of 
their good times."

The unresisting females were forced head first into the canvass 
bags, tied with shoe laces and secured with padlocks.

"All right now everybody grab some of the stuff and put it into 
the buss we got's to go home tonight. I know's you'll be itching 
to get home to those little pussies of you'ne tonight. Though 
after these two. I don't see you'll be up to any more pussy 
tonight."

**************************

As they were storing the gear the other coach came over and asked 
Larry,

"Did you see any of our girls over here? One of our cheerleaders 
and the monitor are missing."

"Now what they be doing over here??" Larry blustered "Probably 
off somewhere doing girlie things. Thats why I don't let my team 
near that sort of girls."

"Well ask un anyway." demanded the opposing coach.

"BOYS ANY YOU'LL SEE ANY GIRLS OVER HERE FROM THE OTHER TEAM??" 
Larry shouted.

The boys shrugged and went about storing the team equipment and 
the two extra duffel bags into the cargo carrier of the bus. Once 
it was all there, the boys boarded and Larry got into the drivers 
seat.

"Better luck next time coach. Hope you find them girls of 
yourn." Larry said and slammed the door. Started the bus and 
roared out into the night.

The boys were soo tired that they did not even engage in the 
normal horse play on the trip home. They were just too tired.

At their school they boys helped store the normal gear in the 
equipment room but the two 'special duffel bags went into the 
trunk of Larrys old car and everyone stood around for his final 
words.

"Now men you'll done good tonight. Picked up some new mascots 
and all. I knows of a place to keep um till we needs um again 
so you'll goes on and enjoy the victory party. The old coach 
still got places to go and things to do. A coach work is never 
done." Larry said. He got in his car and drove off with his new 
'mascots' safely imprisoned in the trunk.

*************************

As promised the Producer had sent him a couple of tapes of the 
training on the pony farm. Larry had never visited there. He felt 
this would be the perfect place to keep these 'mascots' till 
next weeks game. 

Yes sir sometimes a poor black man did get a break....

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                 Coach #5
                 by Paladin
The drive to the farm was uneventful but Larry was tired form 
the days activities. The elation of winning gave way to the 
physical exhaustion of all that fucking..

He finally found what he thought was the right place but their 
was a high locked gate. He drove up and went to the speaker and 
rang the bell.

"What you want, sucker?" came a gruff voice from the speaker.

"Look man, I'm Larry. I done give you one uh...fillie... The 
producer done brought you one from me last year." Larry started.

"So what? That don't mean a thing to me. How I know you be who 
you say you is... Sides that was last year... " came the voice.

"Look man I done gave you a fillie and I needs your services." 
Larry said.

"Say what?? I don't run no charity ward here. Now gets your black 
ass out here fore I sick the dogs on you ass." came the voice.

"Look man you done benefited from me a fore, and now I got some 
more now. Now let me in you stupid fuck." Larry argued.

"You know this fuck?" came the voice.

"Yea, yea that's the boy. Yea let him in. Spook how the hell are 
you. This is your lucky night. This here farmer was going to 
shoot your ass. You should of called first." came the Producers 
voice over the speaker.

"You say he is OK then maybe I let's his ass in." came the first 
voice and the gate buzzed opened, "Drive over here to the barn 
and don't be doing no sight seeing along the way. I still can 
shoot you full of holes if'n I don't like you ass. You'se on my 
property, man and I don't like nobody messing in my business."

Larry got back into the car and after the gate buzzed open, he 
drove to the barn. There he saw the small cigar smoking producer 
and a tall black man with a shotgun, trained on him. Soo much 
for brotherly hospitality.

"Spook, Spook it's good to see you. I thought you was playing a 
game this week." the producer said. "Did you win?? You see we 
weren't expecting company this late at night. We gots to be 
cautious in this business, you see."

"What you be wanting? I ain't giving the fillie back. I had a 
hard time training that bitch and their wern't no profit so I 
ain't paying you and...." the farmer began..

"You'll got me all wrong,man. I didn't come for anything I cane 
to board some fillies with you and put then under your fine 
training program." Larry said with a wide smile.

"Spook you didn't!" the producer said. "I thought you swore offen 
things like that the last time you got into all that trouble."

"I benefited you and all those other motherfuckers, and I got 
didley out of it. Sure you'se done me a favor and recommended me 
for the coach job, but you done made a lot more out the deal than 
I ever done got."

"Spook I had expenses, you got to realize those chinks are 
stealing me blind. I can not get a royalty check out of them no 
way.. Besides that is past. This type of business is beyond 
you." the producer said.

"Yea, that is want I thought you'd say. You did send me some 
videos of this here boy pony training my bitch, here, with all 
the leathers and shit. I liked it so when I come into some 
trainable bitches I thunk of this here place..." Larry explained.

"I said I don't run a charity place here. I charges for boarding 
and training is extra. Most times I hardly makes expenses on this 
part of the business. See I gots a lot of overhead." the big 
black farmer explained still holding the shotgun.

"Don't be doing me like that. I done been had before. This time I 
aim's to get me a piece of the whole pie agreeded to afore I gets 
stiffed again." Larry argued..

"Men, men.... I got's a solution to the problem here. Larry you 
go get the merchandise and Ralph here and I will look um over. 
If they are good merchandise that I can use. I'll do a series on 
um. Ralph will train um, and we will all share in the profits. 
I'll front the expenses till they are trained and then I'll get 
my front money back from the sale price. Go get them spook.. it 
is the best deal your going to get anywhere tonight" the 
producers offered.

Larry knew that their was no point in arguing. He went to the car 
trunk and took out the two duffel bags. He carried them back 
inside the barn and deposited them at the farmers feet. The 
farmer put up the shotgun and looked at the wiggling duffel bags.

"Here is my end. Lets see if they measures up to your standards." 
Larry said removing the padlocks and depositing the two trusted 
up nude girls for the inspection of the producer and Ralph.

"You fool... Look what those laces don done to their wrists. Get 
those things offen up fore their hands fall off. I'll get some 
leather cuffs for them. Course they be expensive and get those 
rags out their mouths. They might choke you to death, fool." 
Ralph ordered.

He was right the two girls lay daised on the floor. They could 
not even bring their arms around after Larry cut the binding 
laces off their wrists. Not after their long stay, tied and 
twisted up in the duffel bags. When the jockstraps were removed 
from the girls mouths they just moaned but did not offer any 
comments, or pleading as they were too dehydrated.

They had no objections to the soft leather cuffs on wrists and 
ankles that Ralph produced and did not even seem curious when he 
placed a large collar around their necks.

The girls moaned when their wrist cuffs were joined behind then 
and raised to attach to the collar but no other sign of rebellion 
was encountered when Ralph attached a snubbing chain between 
their ankle cuffs.

"Now lets stand um up and see what you done brought." Ralph said.

"They get their bearings they going to scream their heads off." 
Larry observed.

"Naw they ain't. Friend of mine, a vet, sold me those collars. 
They shock the fool out of um if they try to talk or anything. 
Here look..." Ralph explained.

He grabbed Joans nipple and she started to scream. She bent over 
and fell down with very little vocal response.

"See the louder the noise they makes the worse the shock, they 
gets. A real obstinate one, she, burn her own voice box out for 
you quicker'n shit." Ralph said.. "Now stand these bitches up 
and lets see this merchandise."

"Spook this un is nice. Got nice soft titties. No pussy hair to 
speak of and over all the pick of the litter." the producer said, 
as he examined Alice, "Why did you bring this other old pig??" 
motioning to Joans cringing nudity.

"Wern't my doing." Larry objected. "They come as a pair to me and 
I needs to board um for a week till next game. I think I going to 
keep um like team mascots. For the boys morale don't you know."

"You expects me to waste my valuable time on these pussies and let 
you take um to your game orgies every week. Niggar you be crazy.. 
That just be inviting trouble. Forget the whole thing. Takes them 
back where you found um and..." Ralph objected

"Now wait a minute, Ralph, we could train um for the first week 
and see how it goes. If they don't measure up... we give u back to 
spook here and they are his problem. Anyway we get the film and 
the use of the pussies for a week. You sold the others and you 
got no stock right now any way, so what are you out?"

"N........!! AHAHA" Joan tried to speak and was rewarded with a 
shock to her throat that knocked her down again.

"See the beauty of those things. Don't even have to shout at her 
or knock the bitch down. She does it her self. Slicker shit." 
Ralph said dragging Joan up by her hair, "And it don't leave those 
black and blue marks all over her miserable hide."

"Well you guarentees my weekly fee from the proceeds of the 
video and I goes along with the deal."  Ralph spoke up with his 
big black hand in the folds of Joans cunt.

"I gots no choice here I goes with the deal, for now." said 
Larry.

"Get um over to the stall gates." ordered Ralph.

The reluctant female nudes were brought to two stall gates and 
bent over the iron rails face first. A strap around the waists 
kept them bent down and two other straps forced the knees wide 
open exposing their pussies for the mens inspection.

"Man you done frictioned these little suckers something fierce. 
They be needing attention." Ralph said walking over to a wall 
cabinet. He selected a bottle of liniment and returned. He pored a 
little in his hand and he began to rub the stuff into Joans worn 
cunt.

"To makes a whore pussy you got's to see to it just like any 
thing leather. You just fuck it over and over and it get all hard 
and shit, now this here stuff see to it it be staying soft and 
snap back in no time." Ralph explained as he rubbed the stuff 
into the abused folds and holes.

Joan peered upside down at the black hand in her formally 
personal places. She felt the soothing liquid ease the chaffed 
places. She went from hurting and embarrassed to soothed to .... 
what was happening to her. She did not try to speak. She wanted to 
but the shocks to her throat were vivid memories so she endured.

When Ralph began his rubbing of her clit she murmered her 
feelings and was reminded of the collars charge. She shut up and 
endured the stimulation. She started to lubricate inspite of the 
position, the men and the previous brutal fucking. Noting 
mattered right now but the wonderful feeling in her cunt.

"Now we does this a couple of more times a day and this cunt be 
good for fucking a bunch more men in no time. Be ready now for 
one, but better to put um up wanting. Teach um to wait." Ralph 
explained as he went over to Alices waiting cunt.

"This un is better. Seems like she done had more dicks than the 
other un. Must be a natural whore." Ralph explained as he treated 
Alices cunt. Alices attempted oral objections were again rewarded 
with a shock to her throat.

When he finished his ministrations with Alices cunt Ralph 
unfastened the girls from the stall gates and put the girls 
inside separate stalls. He locked the door and said,

"The little dick shaped nozzle on the floor give you'll water if 
you suck real hard. I check in in the morning. If'n you don"t 
suck up enough then I thinks you'll wants to have something 
different. Then I replaces the water with piss then you be 
drinking that so you best be sucking and sucking that water good 
you hear me." Ralph explained to the captives.

the nozzle was on the floor. It was against the far wall and 
shaped like a small dick. To get at it you had to bend way over 
and get it into your mouth.

Joan advanced upon the nozzle and knelt down, bent over and 
sucked. Nothing happened. She tried again, harder this time and 
was rewarded with a small amount of water. She had to really 
suction the dick shaped thing to get enough water to satisfy her 
need. It was disgusting to have to do this and the position was 
degrading but her need for water was great. Soon she had to pee 
and she saw the bucket. She needed no explanation. she squatted 
over it and peeded. She almost died when a voice said,

"That is a good bitch." 

She looked around and saw the speaker on the wall and the camera.

More to come.....

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                      COACH #6
                     by Paladin

Alice and Joan both suctioned water from the nozzles the rest of 
the night. Their need for water was great and the amount 
delivered was small for their efforts so it seemed like a never 
ending task. The required position for drinking was humiliating. 
It required them to kneel and bend over exposing their open ass 
cracks to the perusal of anyone looking into the stall door.

Ralphs cameras recorded all the proceedings. The boys recline 
with cold beer and observed the girls efforts. Every so often 
Ralph adjusted the controls to require greater suction to get the 
water. 

"See this be how I train them to suck cocks. They don't do it, 
they go thirsty. They does good they knows how to suck like a 
dream, when they get's the real thing." Ralph explained slowly 
jacking his hugh black snake while watching Alice struggle with 
the 'trainer'. "Bitches be coming along right nicely. Think I 
go get um in the yard and start um on the yard work. You'll take 
the minicams and get some raw footage of this. It be good for 
splicing into the final cut later."

Ralph got into his Cowboy shits, leather boots, vests, chaps and 
hat. Larry and the producer got the minicams and followed him to 
the barn.

Upon entering the barn Ralph went over and got a bull whip and 
opened Joans stall door. He said,

"OK bitch. Time to get to the training of a nice little pony 
girl, but first we gots to see to this miserable hide of your'n."

"Now go over and take a big drink for me." Ralph punctuated his 
order with a snap of the whip by Joans ear.

All thought of rebellion left her mind immediately. The snap of 
the whip that close to her face left no doubt in her mind that he 
could take off her ear if he got any closer. Reluctantly she 
assumed the humiliating position, under the cameras eyes and 
suctioned water as ordered. Bent over showing her cunt crack, she 
suctioned water as ordered. This was all recorded.Her nudity did 
not bother her half as much as this but the whip and it's 
skillful employment cowed her.

"Good bitch. Now as we going to be out a long time go over to the 
bucket and do you duty." SNAP... Ralph ordered.

Joan cringed but the whip again convinced her to give up her 
modesty. She squatted over the bucket and tried to do her 
morning pee. It just would not come with the audience and 
cameras.

"Hurry up bitch. Ain't got all day." SNAP came the command.

She finally did it. She looked up hopefully for praise, and saw 
the producers minicam focused on a close up of the pee coming out 
of her open cunt. She tensed up but the, once started seemed to 
flow on and on. Her most private moments were to be captured and 
recorded.

"Good bitch. Now go over to the gate and let's have a look at 
than pussy afore we goes to the yard." came the order. "Gots to 
keep good care of that whore pussy. It be valuable property 
despite what this fool done." Ralph said admonishing Larry.

She went to the gate and bent over the railing like last night. 
Ralph came up to her displayed ass crack and using a spray 
bottle washed her previous mess from her holes. Then with the 
bottle of liniment from last night, he began to rub the healing 
liquid into her formally privates. As before she went from 
apprehensive, to acceptance, to excited... The long black fingers 
massaged the liquid into her cunt. Heating it up in no time. 

Stimulating her clit, which she had done before only in private, 
was now made a public thing and recorded on video. She could not 
help it. She responded to the black mans expert minupilation of 
sex. She was soo hot... Her own body betrayed her

"Good bitch. This pussy be ready for a hold bunch of dicks. I 
hear's you like young long black dicks. How's bout we try a old 
thick black snake?" Ralph inquired, "This here be really in need 
ain't it bitch." with his fingers inside her holes. He held her 
like a two fingered boling ball.

Joan was soo hot and scared that she did not do anything but stay 
there bent over. She looked between her legs and watch as the 
chaps, levies, and then boxer shorts slide down the black legs. 
She sighed as the fingers were removed from inside her. Then she 
felt a pressure of the long black dick in her waiting vagina. She 
opened up for this now wanted invader. <What aa difference a day 
makes in a girls life.>

Ralph slipped into the lubricated hole easy. She was ready for 
him, wanting Him. He only went in part way. He held back to keep 
her on edge, wanting and hurting for fulfillment.

"Nice pussy bitch. You going to be a real good un, ain't you." 
Ralph taunted her and then he withdrew till just the head was in 
her hole. He stopped there and felt her spasm. He ran his big 
black hand over the sooth white ass flesh. He spread the cheeks 
and circled the tightly clenched brown rose bud. Joan was soo 
hot. She would have done anything for him at that moment. He dug 
his forefinger in her ass hole bringing confused sound from her.

Then he smashed forward to the balls, and sinking his finger in 
her ass. while he stayed there fixed inside her he fingered his 
own dick through the thin wall of flesh separating the sex and 
shit tubes. 

"That be what you'll is for ain't it bitch. Just bunch of soft 
squeezing holes and nipples for my use." Ralph told the coming 
sex mad female.

"There thats what you wanted ain't it bitch." Ralph asked as he 
withdrew. All the while being mindful to show the black dick 
oozing out of the squeezing white ass cheeks. The audio did not 
fail to pick up the soft muing Joan made in spite of the shock 
collar. She could not help her self.

When the shocking got bad Joan, mindful of the collar, nodded her 
head vigorously in agreement. The video had recorded the whole 
thing. This bitch be well on her way to being a pussy pony. That 
Ralph sure enough knew his stuff. This old bitch be his now body 
and soul. Larry marveled. He thought it would be tougher to get 
this old bitch to whoreing. <Guess all them old white bitches go 
crazy for that black dick. Old saying "Once they goes black 
theys never go back" be true.> Larry thought.

When he shot his load he walked around the gate to her head and 
he lifted her head up by her hair and ordered,

"Now suck and lick up the mess your pussy done made, bitch." 

Joan looked at the massive slimy disgusting black dick and 
cringed. How could she do that. She wrinkled her nose and turned 
her head. <I mean those were for pussies but she had some pride 
left. Her mouth was too good for that. She had regained some of 
her composure and she balked at this final surrender of her 
precious mouth.>

"Bitch, you do when I tells you. Now suck!!" Ralph ordered.

Joan could not. She sought to lower her head but Ralph twisted 
her hair and tied it to a hanging rope. This held her head up 
at dick level pointed toward the roof.

"Strap the bitchs waist to the gate." Ralph ordered Larry, as he 
went over to the wall. He returned with a metal fly swatter to the 
suspended nude and commenced to beat her small hanging tits with 
a fiorsity of a man on a mission.

Joan attempted to scream but was soon silenced by the collars 
electric shocks. Finally she endured her tit whipping in silence.

They were soon red and beginning to swell up. When Ralph was 
satisfied with the cross hatch of marks he stopped and left poor 
Joan to suffer on the stall door. Her tits dragging down by 
gravity to twice their normal fried egg size.

Ralph replaced the fly swatter on the wall. (A place for 
everything.) He withdrew two large syringes from the cabinet 
and two gallon bottles of milky thick fluids.

He prepared one syringe and began a number of injections in Joans 
small ass. (This was silicone, industrial grade.) After about five 
injections in each ass cheek he went to the other side of the 
door. He then injected each small tit on top and bottom. 

Joan was horrified at the sight of the hugh needle sinking into her 
precious tit flesh. She felt the cold thick fluid course through 
her mamory glands. The pull of gravity increased on the now 
expanding orbs. She could do nothing but watch and hope he was 
through with her flesh. she longed to be let lose to sink into 
the soft hay and sleep off the effects of her preparation. 

"Girl when we done here you going to be the asses, titted whore to 
come down the pike in a while." he explained to his exhausted captive.

He got out the other syringe and using small amounts of collegin, 
This started to tighten up her ass and vagina grommet muscles. <This 
to increase the grip of the whore works. Should do something to the 
face....Na not today!!> Ralph thought.

Joan was sobbing but silent through this proceedure. Now her ass 
hole and vagina started to burn. Her overall body was one big 
ache.

Ralph left her there and went to prepare Alice for her morning 
yard work. Alice, mindful of what happened to Joan, did every 
thing Ralph ordered with no hesitation. 

When he had Alice on the door he did the collegin tightening of 
her holes. She had ample tits and her ass cheeks were pleasing 
and needed no augmentation. <Fine looking aprentis whore 
material, and with only one night of training, bitch suck up a 
storm.> Ralph thought.

He attached a leash to Alices collar and lead her to the barn 
door. He secured Joan with a leash and lead the two shrinking 
nudes to the yard and into the bright sunlight. Both girls were  
a little shy as they had never been outside like this before. The 
sun felt warm in places that they never felt the sun and being 
lead like animals by a niggar. This could not be happening to 
them... Being nude, arms secured behind them to their bark 
collars in the middle of a  yard, and being filmed by two men. 
this must be a nightmare.

Ralph lead them to a circular ring and attached their leashes to 
the opposite arms of a large wheel centered in the ring.

"Now you'll bitches listen up. Going to exercise you'll now. I 
wants you to start off at a walk. NOW!!" SNAP.. came from the 
whip..

Alice stumbled forward and Joans leash forced her to take up the 
pace. The men sat on the fence and watched the female nudity 
parade round and round the ring. Occasionally they would make a 
comment but the nudes did not look up from their humbling task.

SNAP "Don't you bitches know how to walks. Swing those hips. 
Flop them tits or I going to lick um with this here whip." Ralph 
ordered.

SNAP....... SNAP..........

More to come.......      

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                         Coach #7
                        by Paladin

Round and round the naked pussy ponies went. The accompanying snap 
of Ralphs whip caused them to shake those hips. Alice shook her 
tits to the satisfaction of her black taskmaster. Joan, on the 
other hand, in her attempt to alleviate the burning sensations of 
the sloshing fluid, sought to cushion the hurting orbs by bending 
over.

This earned her a couple of painful lashes to her formally virgin 
back. When ever Ralph landed the lash there she scooted forward 
and shook like a bowl of jello. Then the nagging pain of the 
flopping of the fluids in her tits caused her to bend over again 
and seek cushioning. Again Ralph would encourage her with his 
trusty whip. Joans back became quite marked from this 
encouragement.

After an eternity of this, Ralph called a halt and stepped down 
from his comfortable perch on the rings fence to examined the 
sweating, sun reddened, nudes.

"Bitch be built for this ain't you'll" Ralph said, sliding his 
big black hand over Alices slick redning tit flesh. He captured 
a pink nipple, and gave it a twist. "Bet when I puts some bells 
in here you'll be real musical. Way these flop, I probably be 
calling you "Musical Tits". With a little encouragement from this 
here whip, I bets you plays a tune while you pulls the visitors 
carts. Why now I thinks of that be good name, "Stereo Tities". 
HAHAHA"

Alice, sweat running down her forehead and into her eyes offered 
no comment. The pain in her ass hole and vagina had lessened 
somewhat. The walking had worked some of it out of her. She 
did not even shrink back from the black hand possessing her 
sweating tit flesh. She endured the nipple pinching. anything 
to stop the constant walking and flopping of her tits. <What 
did he say?? Bells in My ....NO OH PLEASE NO.> she thought.

Joan flopped down to her knees to rest. Her tits hurt. Her ass 
hurt. Her ass hole and vagina were hurting. Her legs hurt and her 
back was on fire from the whip. <What have I done to deserve 
this.> Joan thought.

Larry walked over to get a close up of the miserable former 
teacher. His camera lens got a close up of the expanding tit 
flesh. It seemed to stretch from the inside out.

"Spoke, give the little bitch a little liquid refreshment. She 
would love that and I can use the footage for the film." the 
producer requested.

Larry thought that was a great idea. He put down the camera and 
dropped his pants and shorts. Once freeded the long black snake 
sprang to a rigid position.

"Come here and giv's me some of that mouth love you done with the 
team last night." Larry ordered the miserable teacher.

Joan looked up at the black dick destined for her oral cavity. 
She wanted to resist. Vocal descent was out of the question. She 
also remembered what happened earlier when she refused the other 
black animal. Their was no alternative....

Joan oveled her mouth and tried to house the expanding large 
black dick. She started to gag when Larry forced himself into her 
throat. She remembered the trick. She swallowed like she found 
the last time. It was not pleasant for the mouth but the dicks 
owner was elated.

"Bitch be really taking to this. I bet this here mouth be the hit 
of our next team 'skull' session. HAHAHAH... Oh man that throat 
doing a job on my old licorice stick. Going to get lots of use 
out this hole. You is really a good old friend even though you is 
a pale bastard. You be sure you don't have a dark branch of your 
family tree?" Larry asked the producer.

"Spook I just takes um like I finds um. Now hurry up that dick of 
yours and let a old white boy show your black ass how we do it 
with our whores." the producer commented.

"Yea I knows how you boys done stoned perfectly good pussy. Man 
what a waste. Dumb boys. Should have fucked um to death. Probally 
couldn't get it up, Hunh??" Larry taunted the producer.

"You don't hurry up there spook and I find myself a shiney black 
ass with a big hole to house my dick." the producer said.

"Don't go getting you balls in an uproar, man. Hold onto it for a 
while. Be a man. Sides probally make it longer for you. HAHAHA." 
Larry said as he ran his dick in and out of Joans mouth pussy.

Finally he came and deliberately withdrew quickly to insure the 
producer a messy cum shot for his film. Joans face was coated and 
the cum dripped on her hurting tits. She just knelt there and 
suffered.

"Great spook! You must store that stuff in a hollow leg or 
something. Those balls seem too small to hold soo much." The 
producer observed.

"You be liking those nice black balls, man. It be true what I 
hear you'll be having fag tendencies all the time??" Larry 
taunted.

"Get that black ass out of the way and get that camera running. 
Then you can watch and film how a real man does a whore. Probally 
be a real education to you." the producer said.

Larry reluctantly picked up the camera. He did not like taking 
orders form anyone and he sought to get back at the producer. 
When the white man dropped his pants and shorts, and advanced 
upon Joans captive mouth, Larry laughed and shouted,

"Man someone done cut off the best part o your dick. Did you get 
the name of that prick cutter. You could sue.... HAHAHAHAHA. He 
done taken best half, compared to mine that is."

"Now spook it is not size that counts but what you do with it." 
the producer argued with his small hard dick in his hand.

"That be just a myth started by some small dick fucker like 
you'll. I bet you don't even gets it down to her stomach, like 
Ralph here and me do. Be real nice there in bitchs belly. 
Sometimes you'se meets a brothers dick coming up from the 
bottom." Larry commented. "You'll never know....Let some fool 
cuts your dick...Man you'll be crazy."

Joan accepted the smaller invader with no resistance. The Black 
mans cum was bitter but it did alleviate her thirst somewhat. She 
noted this prick head was cleaner and the taste better. Joan 
applied the suction, hoping the cum would help with her thirst.

"Spook this bitch is going to double as a vacuum cleaner in off 
times...If their is an off season for pussy ponies." came the 
comment from the white man undergoing the suctioning. "AHAHAHA 
spook I got my nut did you get it all?"

"Man you cum shorter than your dick. Get the bitch do you again 
so you can make it to 1 minute mark..." Larry taunted the producer.

"Naw. Bitch and me gots some stuff to do." Ralph said as he 
dragged Joan to her feet. "You'll goes play with the other one. 
Come on bitch time for your next beauty treatment."

Ralph grabbed Joans leash and dragged her to the barn. Once inside 
he drew up a saw horse and forced her face down over it. He was 
careful to insure the cross bar went between her expanding tits 
and he secured her neck to one end. Going around to the other end 
he bent her legs and secured then so she could not use then to 
avoid the bar down the length of her body.

Ralph went to the cabinet and got down the silicone and syringe. 
Once loaded he applied the silicone to her hurting ass. Then he 
reached out her right tit and while she watched and shook her 
head he applied more liquid inside the now expanding tit flesh.

Despite the collar Joan arched her back and murred,

"AHHHHHHHHHH....."

The shock to her throat caused her to go silent but the tit pain 
was great and she shook all the bonds allowed. 

Ralph grabbed the right nipple and began to feed into the tit 
more silicone. He used a circular pattern around the nipple. 
(Didn't want the stuff to cause an unsightly bulge. Just smooth 
round overall expansion of the natural. Course nature left these 
uns undone, but this be good nuff for pony work.)

When he was satisfied with that one Ralph went around and did the 
left tit the same. Joan reared and bucked, as much as the bounds 
would allow, but this was old hat to Ralph. He did not let the 
tits owners discomfort dissuade him in his task.

Filling the syringe again Ralph did Joans ass cheeks. This caused 
her to try to grind herself into the saw horse. The horse was 
solid and held the captive positioned for Ralphs beauty treatment 
and the shaping of a fuller rounder ass for Joans body.

Joan had had make overs and beauty treatments. This was a 
reshaping of her body. Never did she even consider breast 
augmentation. Now here in this dirty old barn, a niggar was 
blowing up her breasts with not even a thought to her feelings. 
Now the bastard was doing the same thing to her poor ass. She 
could not even object. She should...

Ralph put away the silicone and got the collegin. He used a 
separate syringe to do her ass and vagina hole muscles. Didn't 
want any unnatural buildup in her works. Just firm grabbing 
holes.

Ralph put away his things and went back to the captive and 
grabbed her hair. He released her neck from the horse and lifted 
her face and looked over the tits he was building. Not much now 
but give um some more silicone and that fly swatter. They swell up 
real nice.

"Bitch needs lots of work here. Guess I gots to tightened these." 
Ralph said squeezing Joan cheeks. "Force this up...then... Oh 
shit best start it now." Ralph let go of her hair and went to the 
cabinet. 

He returned with a bucket of salt water and a leather mask. He 
soaked the mask in the water and coated her face and hair. He 
even force some in her mouth to insure her thirst would be 
foremost in her mind.

Next he gathered her hair and dragged it through a hole at the 
top of the leather mask. Next he laced the mask up tight, 
inprisioning Joans skull all over.

Now he went back to the liniment and liberally applied it to her 
pussy, inside and outer lips. He manipulated the clit till he 
observed the spassming of her hole. Then he stopped.

"You be a real honey bitch don't you." Ralph said as he unzipped 
his black snake and slipped it to her. Ralph again only went into 
the head.

Joan moaned and scrunched up to try to get more dick in her. 
Ralph let her get some more, then he withdrew. He repositioned 
and slapped it to her, to the balls, only he was now firmly in 
her ass.

Joan was in a state of pained, blissful confusion. Her cunt 
closed on nothing but her ass was... She bucked and tried to get 
more. She felt the balls on her neither lips and knew she was 
stuffed. She came and came. This bastard was...This wonderful 
bastard....

She passed out. It was just too much for the former teacher being 
turned into a pussy pony..

Ralph then coated her whole body with tanning oil to insure a 
good color in the near future. He paid particular attention to 
the white areas that had never seen the sun.

More later............

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                          Coach #8
                         by Paladin

Ralph left Joan blissfully unconscious over the saw horse and took 
a bottle of tanning lotion out to the yard. He wanted his pussy 
ponies golden, not all red and blistered.

In the yard Alice was servicing the producers small dick. She 
seemed to be into it. After the mornings exertions, this was 
almost restful.

"Man you should see what this white boy done done to his dick. He 
let um lop off the best part, and all he got left be a stump." 
Larry said taunting the producer in the pursuit of his cum.

"Man don't be saying that. These here white boys don't know 
nothing. You be telling um the secrete and they go all out and 
raise a crop of 5" dicks in 10 years or so. HAHAHAHA" Ralph 
added in.

"You two spades are all dick and no brains. OK, without me and my 
distribution. and stuff where would you be." the producer 
commented.

"Yea yea. Now gets out the way. Gots to get this little pony all 
slicked up so she be pleasantly golden in the morning." Ralph 
commented taking the bottle of lotion and rubbing it over Alices 
straining face even while the producer was sawing in her cunt.

Alice looked up and smiled at the attention. She felt the 
soothing lotion and the magic fingers stroking her face.

"AHHHHHH.... Yea this one will make a real whore if she fails the 
pony trials. This pussy and tits will be in demand as long as 
they stay up. When they fall, and they will fall to her cunt, 
then we will have to cut um off, to stop the flopping." the 
producer added after his cum.

"Yea she had a real attitude fore the boys done fucked it out of 
her. She now be a good pony or fuck bunny. Which be more 
profitable? You'll being more experienced in this stuff." Larry 
inquired.

"We be deciding that after more training." Ralph said rubbing the 
tanning oil into the tits under discussion. He started rubbing 
the oil into the pussy flaps and his experience hands caused 
rising feelings in Alices body despite her treatment at these 
very hands. Her body was responding. She could not help it she 
was his to command. 

She could not help it. The warm oil and the sun and the big black 
fingers inside her holes. It all combined to excite the young 
debached female. She had long ago given up being a goodie goodie. 
She had been a tease and look what that got her.

Alice had had a couple of boys before the team. Now it was very 
tough to differenciate between the team members. They all seemed 
to run together and now these men.... They were treating her like 
a.... a pussy. From that first moment with Tim in the locker room 
she was a sex object, nothing more. She should be horrified. She 
should be upset, but with the stuffing of her holes and oil in 
her slit... She had become soo horney soo easy. She must be a... 
SLUT.

"Ok bitch you'll be ready for some more yard work?" Ralph asked. 
He dragged her to her former place on the wheel. He went in and 
dragged a reluctant Joan to her former place on the wheel..

"Hay man what be this masked pussy shit. What that black leather 
stuff on her head for?" Larry asked.

"Be part of her beauty make over. Once the sun gets that leather 
dry it really firm up her face for her. Then tits be expanding 
soo much soon her face be falling. This mask keep every dam thing 
where it be pleasing. Don't want her nose sticking out between her 
tits." Ralph commented jokingly.

Joan heard and experienced the horror of expectation of what 
Ralph was doing to her. Her tits were sloshing with silicone and 
the pull against her skin caused pain. Her ass was doing the 
same. She was horrified. They were going to make her body to 
their desire... She should... She did not want to be a sex 
object.. or did she????

SNAP.....SNAP.....

"GITTUP YOU PONIES. LET'S START AT A CANTER. SHAKE THOSE TITS."

SNAP.... the whip cut the air beside her left ear and Joan 
started to move despite her misgivings over what changes they 
were making to her body. Their was nothing she could do. She 
started to move out and tried to shake her aching tits. The 
sloshing in them assured her that she was beginning to do it. She 
should feel.... She did not know.. Then a new feeling replaced 
her contiousnesses main focus.

The black leather mask dried in the sun and soaked up all the 
moisture Joans poor sweat glands could produce. The heat was 
insufferable, and the leather began to tighten up on her facial 
skin. Everything was pulled tighter and tighter. She was getting 
the equivalent of a face lift as the sun beat down on her. Soon 
even blinking became a problem for the straining woman. She 
wanted to object, to scream to... She could do nothing but endure 
it.

"Lift them knees. Show them pussy lips. Flop then tits." SNAP.. 
came the commands. Ralph did not let them think about their 
position. He kept then anxious and moving. The whip landed mainly 
on the legs and back. He did not want to have to repair bruised 
tits or bellies. That could effect the resale value of these 
ponies.

Through the day, the training went on and on. By sun down of the 
first day the apprentis ponies could walk and canter. They could 
raise the knees to their tits and boy did they show those neither 
lips. In their former lives they would die before showing these 
to anyone. Now here the animals were for display. They sought to 
please their task master with his whip.

Ralph took Alice in first. He rinsed her off with a garden hose 
(cold water naturally), then he soaped her cunt by hand. She 
shook with the cold and then with the inner tingling.

The constant manapualiation of her formally private lips was to 
give her the knowledge that these were now no longer hers alone. 
She looked down and could not remember a time when a black hand 
was not there. The fingers inside her heated her insides and gave 
her a respite from the days walking and shaking. She mued softly 
to show her pleasure but not get a shock.

Ralph then rinsed her out and took her to her stall. She 
immediately went to the small nozzle and sucked out the water. 

<"Wait a minute. This water tastes funny... it tastes salty.."> 
Alice thought, but she was soo thirsty that she suctioned and 
suctioned the strange tasting fluid.

Larry with his minicam, recently reloaded, recorded her sucking 
of the fluid. Her position gave him a hard on and he put down the 
camera. He knelt behind the straining nudity and dropped his 
pants.

Alice paid no attention to Larry. She stiffened when she felt the 
intruder in her slit but she needed the fluid more. Besides the 
oil lub in her holes must be for this use. What should she care.

<"Choices, choices,"> thought Larry as he ran his dick up and 
down the displayed female slit. <"I tries the small un. See this 
lotion shit be what that farmer says. AHHAHAHAHHH....Boy knows 
his shit. This be soft like a well worked baseball glove.. Yes 
sir... This be a good whore ass hole. Bitch be a real good un, 
soo soft, tight too."> Larry thought.

"Now would you look at that. Larry you should let the bitch rest. 
She needs the moisture." the producer commented from the stall 
door.

"Ain't disturbing the bitch none. She don't mind long as it be a 
long black snake. I feels her tongue at the end. Too bad you 
white boys don't be long nuff to feel this." Ralph taunted the 
producer, not missing a stroke between the white moons. 

"UHUHUUUUHHUH Man that be a nice hole." Larry went on twisting 
Alice around and forcing her to lick and suck her former ass 
fucking dick.

Alice did not like it but what could she do. As she got the dick 
clean a sudden realization hit her. The black bastard had pissed 
in her water. No wonder it tasted so....different. She would 
not... She finished with Larry. The thirst was still there. Her 
stomach rumbled. Well she did it before and she was still 
thirsty. she turned, reluctantly, back to the nozzle, bent over 
and suctioned the vile stuff down into her rumbling stomach.

Ralph came in with a soapy cunted Joan and secured her in her 
stall. He went to his cabinet and got down a straight razor. He 
went over and commenced to shaving what was left of Joans pubic 
hair. Make her more vulnerable. Take the whip better, if he had 
to do her there.

The black leather mask had frozen her facial muscles and her 
whole head ached from the pressure. The heat seemed to go away 
with the suns rays but the pressure remained.

When Ralph was done with the pussy shearing he worked in some 
lotion and exhited the miserable woman. Only then did he unlace 
the mask and release Joans face from her "make over".

Joan rushed to her nozzle and commenced to suction the strange 
fluid. She would have objected to the tainted water but that 
would have only brought pain. After all what could she do. She 
drank the horrible stuff and hoped for a little relief for her 
thirst. With the masks removal her head ache was less but would 
she ever be the same??

Ralph opened two cans of dog food and, after liberally salting 
it, placed the bowls in each stall opposite the nozzle.

"DIN DIN for bitches!" Ralph called and got down his whip, "Now I 
don't wants to waste this here expensive shit so you'll best lap 
it all up for I goes to the whip on you'lls asses." SNAP...SNAP

The exhausted girls crawled over to the bowls and despite the 
stink lapped the vile stuff up. They had felt the whip during the 
day. They knew Ralph could flick his wrist and they would be in 
great pain. besides this was the first solid food they had had 
in... They did not remember when. The salt added to the flavor. 
They did not think of the consequences coming later.

The rumbling of the empty stomachs was evident from the out set. 
All the food was lapped up and at the whips insistence the bowls 
were tongue washed. No need to use real water. Bitches clean up 
the whole thing themselves. 

"OK now time for beddie by for bitches" Ralph announced. He took 
away the bowls. locked the stall doors, "Going to be a real fun 
day tomorrow. Not the slow pace we done today so you bitches best 
get some rest. Tomorrow we going get the lead  out them asses.

He locked the barn doors as he left. the nude women/ponies were 
left with aching bodies and apprehension over what tomorrow would 
bring, especially if today was 'slow'.

The lights never went out and the cameras recorded their drinking 
and body functioning through the rest period. The salty food and 
vile fluid to drink guarenteeded much suctioning through the 
period. The thirst would not let then sleep or even rest...

What would the next day's yard work bring......

More to come

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                     Coach #9
                    by Paladin

The men went to the farm house and had a nice supper and cold 
beer. Then they discussed the course of training for the new 
'ponys'.

"Man that don't seem like they be doing much sides drinking and 
pissing." Said Larry

"Waits till you sees the results in the morning. Bitches be 
ready to do it all for a little real water. Don't be messing with 
my system. I done this a thousand times afore." Ralph said.

"Yea spook Farmer Brown here knows his business. He got lots of 
blue ribbons for his previous training. Remember that bitch you 
gave us before....Reginia of something like that?" the producer 
said.

"Yea, I remembers her. Gots those videos you sent. Keeps me warm 
on the long cold nights." Larry recounted. "Be a real winner that 
one??"

"Show him your ribbon collection Ralph." The producer asked.

Ralph went over to a wall and opened the wooden cabinet doors. There 
were a bunch of small pictures, undisernible at first. Then upon 
closer examination you saw that they were cunt shots of females.
Each showing a brand at the top of the slit and a blue ribbon 
pinned on the right neither lip. Written below was a date and a 
time.

The cunts, although similar were all different. It was apparent 
they were all from different females who had been trained by 
Ralphs methods. Funny how they were all the same but so 
different.

"Which un be my fillie?" Larry asked.

"I done xplained to you'll, these is mine." Ralph said.

"Sure do look pretty don't they spook?" the producer said. "Makes 
a man hard just thinking about all that pussy on the hoof."

"Look man I got's to get back to school tomorrow. Being monday I 
gots classes to teach and a team to practice. You'll be OK with 
out me. I mean I don't wants to come here on friday and find 
you'll gone with my fillies." Larry said.

"Don't fret your self man. I done this afore and I ain't never 
lost a pussy. By friday they be real good and trained. I have um 
pulling surreys and ready to do it all. They be even experienced 
with, you know, animal contact. (Benefits of clean farm living.)" 
Ralph commented. "Sides where I be going? this is my farm... 
"Pussy Acres"....HAHAHAHAHA"

"Yea spook you go teach the little students, and leave the pussy 
/ ponies education to Ralph here. I will edit the raw footage 
tonight and by friday their will be two very good ponys for your 
mascots." the producer assured Larry.

Reluctantly Larry left the next morning early. Had to make an 8 
an class. Little students need their guidance.

**************************

Ralph unlocked Joans stall and brought in a stool for his 
comfort. The producer followed him with a minicam, collecting 
more footage for his documentary. Wouldn't be see in any theater 
but the XXX video sales would be great. Might even get the 
chinese to pay royalties.

"Over here bitch." he commanded with a bottle and sponge in his 
hands.

He pored some water on the sponge and moisened Joans now swelled 
and cracked lips. He even gave her a small squirt to moisten her 
tongue. Joan was extatic. The video record showed her enthuism 
and undivided attention to Ralph and the precious fluid.

<This lovely black bastard was giving her water.> she thought. 
She was his body and soul.

"Now we going to see if'n you'll be in the proper frame of mind, 
else we going to have to use harsh measures. You understands. 
You'll be college educated but I hopes that don't get's in the 
way of your new life." Ralph explained to the kneeling 
apprentice Pussy / pony.
 
He shook the water bottle assuring her undivided attention. The 
look on her face assured him she was really interested in that 
little bottle.

"Now we going to see if you learned to suck with enthusiasm. I wants 
you best efforts. None of that shy virgin lip shit. You'se a cock 
sucker from now on and your mouth and tongue be part of the 
overall package. I wants to be proud of your training." Ralph 
laid his black hand on her forehead and tilted her face up facing 
the ceiling.
 
"Now we going to see a variation, the vertical method. You be 
going under my beautiful black ass and lick and suck them nice 
black balls till I gets tired. You better concentrate, cause if'n 
you don't show me lots of enthusiasm you gets no more of this here 
water for the rest of the day." The minican recorded the frown of 
determination on Joans now tighter facial muscles.

Joan did not think of defying him. She ducked under the flacid dick 
and commenced to lick the dangling balls. She smelled the ass 
hole close by but she did not even give it a thought. Formally 
she would have been sick being this close to someones ass hole 
with her precious face but well she had the water to think of. 
Her whole world was the servicing of these balls. She licked and 
licked. Her tongue felt like it would fall off but she kept at 
it. When ever she slowed Ralph shook the water bottle and she 
renewed her efforts.

The producer zoomed in to get her closeup. The pink tongue 
against the black, almost violate skin would come out nice. The 
producer thought in terms of the little image he saw projected 
on a 35 inch Sony. This would be a real smash. 

<What do I call this??? "Black Ball Sucker" ...... got to think 
on it.> The producer thought.

<Motivation. Yes sir that is the whole secrete.> Ralph thought as 
his dick twitched and lengthened under Joans oral servicing. 
Couple of days ago this bitch wouldn't even piss on him if he be 
on fire. Now she be willing to do anything for him. Ralph spread 
his legs and scooted down some.

"Need some tension to the little hole there bitch. Show me you is 
in proper frame of mind for this here water." Ralph ordered and 
shook the bottle.

Joan looked up.... She could not.... She looked into his face and 
saw he was serious. He sloshed the water bottle. 

Joan would have been sick before but the water.. She twisted her 
face upward, scooted further under the black ass and sought out 
the stinking target with her tongue. When she found it she did 
not allow her self any reflection she commenced to lick it and 
when she felt it open she speared it. Her whole existence now 
centered on that water. She had to have it.

"AHAHAAHA Bitch that college education shore done wonders for 
your tongue. Now lets see what that nozzle of mine taught you'll 
bout sucking. Deep throat me to the balls and see if you can make 
me come quick. You done got me hard and I wants to get off the 
first load quick like." Ralph ordered.

Joan scooted out from her ass licking and swallowed the long 
stiff black dick. She looked up to observe her mouth fuckers 
face. Ralph smiled down at her. She swallowed his little head 
past her tonsils into her throat. She held him there and let 
her spasming esophagus do the work. She even reached out with 
her tongue and licked his shrinking nut sack. Her face reddened 
from lack of air but she was determined to get that water...

"Bitch you be a natural... I be AHAHAHAHA.... You be ...HAHAHAHA" 
Ralph went off like a rocket. Ralph withdrew his shrinking dick 
from her suctioning oral cavity. Joan made sure to lick the 
remaining moisture from the piss slit. After all moisture was 
moisture and this was probably going to be her breakfast.

Ralph placed the bottle to her lips and gave her a small squirt 
of the much sought water. "Good bitch. You'll be at the head of 
the class. I going to give you'll an 'A" in sucking for this 
morning." Another small squirt followed the first. "Be a good 
bitch rest of the day and I might not have to piss in your water 
tonight." after another small squirt Ralph removed the bottle 
from her sucking mouth.

<This video is worth its weight in gold.> ran through the 
producers mind.

"Now we gots to get to your beauty treatment." Ralph explained.

Joan was disappointed. She wanted to kneel here and suck water 
the rest of the day. She had been good. Why she had even licked 
his ass hole.

Ralph rose from the stool and went over to the stall door and 
said, "Come on over here so we can gets you ready for your big 
day. Don't be spoiling your good work now. We got's to get you 
all fixed up. Les you want to feel the whip on those pretty 
new tities I done made for you'll."

Joan hated this but she had no alternative. She could not plead 
or reason with him. She went to the door and bent over it with her 
head down and legs spread like he had positioned her last time. 
She hated her acquesenance but resistance would bring only pain. 
She felt the straps tighten around her waist.

Ralph went to the cabinet and got the bottle of silicone 
and syringe. He filled it and selectively injected her expanding 
ass cheeks. 

<Bitch be coming long nicely. Ass be rounding out nice. Sure be 
better than the flat mess she had afore. Why in a little while 
be able to sit drinks on the projection he was making.> Ralph 
thought.

The minicam recorded the expanding of the formally flat ass.

Ralph went around to the tits. tested their expansion. Selected 
the exact spots to inject and filled in the conical pattern he 
was making. 

<Bitch soon have torpedo tits, and wont need no supports.> Ralph 
thought.

Ralph got the liniment and rubbed it into her holes. He decided 
they were tight enough for now. <Might need more tonight but don't 
want to close up her works.>

ralph left her bent over the stall gate to assure the fluid 
stayed in the desired tit. If she stood up too soon all the 
silicone might flow down to her feet. No market for a bitch with 
elephant feet.

Ralph went to Alices stall door and the gate bell rang.

RING......RING......

<OH shit they be early. Well they just have to wait.> Ralph 
thought as he went to the intercom for the front gate.

More later.......

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                        Coach #10
                        by Paladin

"Yea what is it?" Ralph growled into the intercom.

"Is that anyway to great a guest?" came a female voice.

"It ain't 10 oclock. I told you'll to be here after 10." Ralph 
retorted.

"Well I wanted to see the new ponys before the others. Now let me 
in and be quick about it or I may take my business elseware." 
came the answer.

Ralph pushed the button to let in the expected visitor. Perhaps 
he could use this to his advantage.

BUZZ.......

Then he went to the window and assured himself that it was the 
expected guest. Ralph was a cautious man, but he did not need the 
shotgun for this visitor. 

<Be one pushy bitch. Wonder how she be spread over the gate with 
my prick in her ass hole.> Ralph thought.

"Who is that?" the producer asked.

"Be an equestrian lady friend of mine. Likes to look over the new 
fillies afore the rest. I lets her exercise them for me 
sometimes. She gots a nice spread up north of here. She likes my 
training methods." Ralph answered. "Gets you ass back to the 
control room and get this all down on tape. Be worth an Academy 
Award if you get it all infocus."

Ralph went to Alices stall and prepared her for her days 
exercise. He paid no mind to the arrival of a red sports car at 
the barn.

"Well you old bastard, what broken down whores have you got today 
for me to look over?" came the commanding voice of the slim trim 
brunette as she entered the barn.

"Told you I weren't going to have um ready till ten. Ms Jessup. 
I just got um up and watered. Haven't got um harnessed or nothing 
so you'll just have to.... Oh you brought little Betty too. How 
is you little one." Ralph directed to the young dark haired girl 
with the older woman.

Both the visitors were dressed in jeans and western gear. The 
hidden camera recorded them from their entrance into the barn. 
They did not seemed in the least disturbed by a naked female ass 
draped over the stall door, or Ralphs attending to it.

"Well I thought, if any of your selection caught her eye, I would 
acquire it for her. She is soo keen on owning a pony of her own. 
She practically drives the one you sold me to death. I figured she 
is old enough now. So let's see um." the brunette demanded.

Ralph released Joan from the stall door, attached a leash to her 
collar and lead her to a raised platform standing in the barn. He 
attached the leash to an overhead chain assuring that Joan would 
stand up straight for the visitors inspection. He went into Alices 
stall and took her to another platform beside Joans and fixed her 
similarly. The two nudes were thus captive for the perusal of the 
two female visitors under the watchful eyes of the cameras.

"Oh mommy look he has two of um this time." Betty said excited.

The mother went to Joan and squeezed her jaw to force her mouth 
open. She began,

"This one is a little old, isn't she? You into this shit bitch?"

Joan sought to shake her head and rid her face of the strong 
female hand on her face. She was horrified. She had been handled 
by so many males that she was becoming use to it but a female 
....NO!!!!

"See you haven't removed the front teeth. Bitch be an easy 
sucker? Not much in the tits and ass department." the woman went 
on as she explored Joans captive nude charms. Her hands went 
every ware. Over the recently swelled tits and ass cheeks all the 
while the cameras recorded the action.

Joan sought to keep her legs closed from the exploring hands, but 
a twisted nipple and the command,

"Open up bitch. I want to feel that little bud of yours."

convinced her to open up and allow this female to explore her 
slit. Joan was mortified. 

The fingers found her hooded treasure and manipulated it 
knowingly. This was horrible. Here she was nude being examined 
like a beast and by another female. Joan had never been so 
humiliated in her life. This woman should help her...She should...

"AHAAMMMMM" Joan started to scream but the collar stiffled her 
outburst, as the womans nails pinched her clit hard.

"Buzzer needs work. Come here Betty look at this small clit. If 
you just do this...." The woman explained to the little girl.

"AHAHHHHAHA" Joan started and shifted her legs.

Another attempted oral response was cut short by the collar.

"Now Angela don't be damaging the merchandise. She be an old one 
but you got no call to twist off her buzzer. specially if'n you 
ain't considering buying. You break her and you got's to buy 
her." Ralph said.

"Keep you pants on Ralph. I'm just establishing our relationship 
for the future. Letting her know who is boss. Betty put your hand 
in here and feel her holes. This is how you tell if she has been 
use a lot. Of course a crook like Ralph here greased her up and 
probably..... Turn around bitch... See these holes. He injected 
her holes to tightened her up. Probably just some tired old whore 
been fucked too lose to satisfy men." Angela said as she pointed 
out Joans ass hole injection points to the girl and the 
ever watchfull camera. The producer zoomed in for a close up.

"Now you got no call to say things like that specially in front 
of the young un. I be an honest man. This bitch been a teacher 
till last week. Then she got's a little too nosy for her own good, 
and now she going to open up a whole new career path for herself."  
Ralph retorted.

"Ralph you sly old horse trader. You trying to tell me this is 
the teacher that ran off with the cheer leader after the football 
game last Saturday? News says they were lezzies and ran off to 
Frisco or somewhere they tolerate that stuff. She looks a little 
like the picture in the paper but the face seem tighter." Angela 
inquired. All the while running her hands over the captive former 
teacher. The little girl, following mommies example, was testing 
the womans holes.

"Don't be talking like that. Bitch be here for training. I gots 
her papers and all. Now if you is not interested let go her ass 
hole." Ralph demanded, smiling at the camera for his close up.

"I didn't say I wasn't interested. I'm just examining the 
merchandise. So she is new to all this." Angela went on. "You 
seem to be settling in soo well. How does she canter? Can she 
show off her lips as she moves? Ralph."

Joan was horrified. People thought she and Alice ran off together. 
She shuttered as a second smaller hand entered her slit and 
started to manipulate her clit. These fiends were turning her 
into.... Why was she flustered. Her stomach was all butterflies, 
She was even lubricating...even in this horrible position...

"Mommie will my thingie get like this." Betty said as she rubbed 
the little bud of flesh much to the owners displeasure. "It seems 
to be growing and her belly is all funny. Look at her nipples, 
is she cold?" The producer madly working the controls to get this 
shot form all angles.

"That is what happens to a whore like this." Angela said with a 
knowing smile. Then she dragged Betty away from the frustrated 
Joan. "Let's see the other one dear." She grabbed Bettys little 
hand and took her over to the platform where Alice was displayed.

Joan was mortified. Examined like a best and then rejected as a 
whore. Why if you didn't count the football team and the black 
man here and the other one with the .... OH God the bastard had 
filmed it all her shame was all on video. She wished the ground 
would open and swallow her up. She turned red all over.... The 
camera recorded all her actions. <Need some narration here the> 
producer thought.

"Now this one look more like it. Young and...Open the legs 
bitch.. not much mileage...Wait a minute...You old horse thief 
you done her up too. Ralph you are a thief. How many dick been 
in these bitches?" Angela demanded turning to Ralph hands on her 
hips. The camera recorded it all.

"Then is young prime merchandise. Got's lot of miles in them legs 
and good strong backs. What you care bout those pussy holes. You 
be more inclined toward the tongues anyway." Ralph retorted.

"Well I like to be sure the cunts don't fall out if I decides to 
offer then to a male friend some day, but you are right. Girlie 
open that mouth and show me that tongue." Angela demanded of poor 
Alice as she turned to the helpless captive.

Alice was horrified. No female had ever had her hand in her slit. 
Now this woman wanted to feel her tongue. She wouldn't do it. No 
she clenched her jaws shut despite the pain of the womans fingers 
at her cheeks. She turned right and left to rid her face of the 
squeezing hands to no avail.

"Ralph the bitch is fighting me." Angela said. "I think she is a 
little skidish."

SNAP.... Alices ass exploded in pain as Ralph flicked her with 
his whip. The shock of the pain caused her to stair at Ralph.

"Lady wants to feel your tongue bitch. Now open wide and stick it 
out fore I takes some skin offen that fine hide of you'rn." Ralph 
ordered.

"Let me do that. With a little tit work this bitch will be happy 
to stick her tongue anyware I want." Angela said.

"NO! Last time you got carried away and bitch be all shop warn 
afore the buyers gets here." SNAP... again Alices ass felt the 
sting of Ralphs whip. 

Sure her ass was cut and bleeding Alice opened her mouth and stuck 
out her precious tongue. Tears of pain and humiliation filled her 
eyes. <Ralph is right. this is Academy stuff.> the produce 
thought.

"Sure is a short tongue. Could you get me a clamp to stretch it?" 
Angela went on looking over her shoulder at Ralph and getting a 
close up from the ceiling camera.

"NO! I told you! You could come and look um over but no doing 
shit to um till I gets the cash in my hand." Ralph demanded.

Bettys small hand found Alices bud and commenced to rubbing it 
like she had Joans. Betty snickered when the rubbing produced a 
similar result in the young woman being examined. The producer 
had to tilt the camera at an odd angle to get the shot... but 
what a shot it was.

Alices tongue strained under Angelas pulling nails. Her clit was 
being frictioned and she could do nothing but stand there, and 
shift from foot to foot.

Angela looked deep into her eyes, grasped Alices right nipple with 
her left hand and twisted. The expression of fright and pain 
assured her that their would be many hours of pleasure in the 
training of this bitch. She would........ but the older one 
offered more blocks that she could push out, explore...etc. 
Imagine a grown woman to torture and break to her will... she 
was beside her self. She had to have them both. She would... 

Sure she had the other one at home, safely chained up, but these 
were new. They offered soo many new things and Betty would be so 
much help. The tits on this one were all new and shapely. They did 
not sag, not one bit. Ah youth. They shook like jello. The men in 
her life she sought to please would give anything for a time with 
this new bitch.

<This will sell better than the 'Little Lezzie' bitchs videos 
last year. I'll make those chinks pay the back due royalties or 
I'll not sell um any of these. Boy will they be sorry fuckers.> 
The producer thought.

More later........

                      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......

Coach #12
                        by Paladin

Joan was lead into the barn and taken to the far stall. Angela 
looked all around to assure her self that their was no one else 
there but Betty. when she was satisfied she entered the stall and 
started to strip. Turning to Betty she said,

[The produces had activated the internal cameras as the female 
trio walked toward the barn. He started the recording form these 
cameras.]

"Come on dear. Let's see if this old bitches tongue is any good for 
pleasuring a woman. It would be a shame to buy her and find that 
it was useless. Betty go bring over the water bottle, if I know 
Ralph he has the bitch dehydrated like hell."

Joan was really feeling the lack of water. She had managed some 
during the cooling dip but she was still thirsty. At the mention 
of the water bottle a whole new light was placed upon the needed 
liquid.

"Over here on your knees bitch and let me see the talent in that 
tongue." Angela ordered. Spreading her legs, exposing a thick 
tangle of pubic hair, Angela waited for the captives homage to 
her sex.

[The producer zoomed in on the nude Angela in all her glory and
the captive reluctant approach. <The boys will be creaming in 
their jeans over this one for a long time.>]

Betty brought the water bottle and sponge. Joan was humiliated, 
but the thirst conquered her modesty. She crawled to the brown 
curl covered sex lips and prepared to do another formally 
unthinkable act. How far she had come in less than a week.

"You see how this type of bitch knows her place." Anglea said to 
Betty. "Now we wet the lips and... Stick out the tongue Bitch.... 
we wet the tongue. Watch how I do it."

Joan shuttered and was reviled at the thought of it but the need 
for water conquered her will. She stuck out the tongue and 
allowed Angela to lubricate it with the precious water.

"OK bitch let's see how talented you are. Lick up and down the 
whole slit at first to get use to my taste. If we decide to take 
you home you will grow to love it, I know." Angela said taking 
hold of Joans ears and guiding the inexperience woman in her 
first sappo experience.

[The camera could only see the back of Joans head and the tugging 
of the ears by Angela. But Angelas narration was better than a 
close-up. <Next time I will get a whole crew and get a close up 
of that tongue action.> the producer thought.]

Joan was scared. She had never seen a pussy this close before. It 
smelled. Angela has sweat during the days activities and Joan was 
reluctant to get near the holes, but Angela did not allow her to 
pull away. She held the mouth to her small brown orifice and 
ordered,

"Come on bitch, take a real taste of it. Lick around and around 
till it opens for your big moment." Angela said twisting the 
captives ears. "Don't play coy with me you whore."

With her hands still trapped at her sides Joan could do nothing. 
She unfurled her precious tongue and licked Angelas most 
private hole. The smell and the taste convinced her she would die 
right then. Joans stomach growled. She started to heave but the 
sound of the water bottle caused her to continue. She tried to 
put out of her mind where her tongue was. The water.... She would 
get water if she did this to this bitches liking. Nothing else 
mattered. Nothing.....

"AHHHHHAHHHH Do it you no talented bitch. Faster or I get that 
whip again."

The recent memory of the whip caused Joans neither lips to burn.
Her tongue went round and round till only her scant moisture was 
tasted. Then she felt the hole open. The muscles had relaxed. She 
stabbed forward into the stinking hole and sunk inside for her 
first time. She did not want to feel Angelas whip again. Her 
labia and tits reminded her. She did not think of pulling back.

Here she was, formally a respected teacher. A productive member of 
the community, who argued for causes with this tongue. Kneeling 
under another woman with her precious tongue in another womans 
ass hole. OH god.... But the thought of the sting of the whip on 
her sex lips and tits kept her at this odious task.

[<This was good footage. The epic would sell well all over the 
world.> the producer knew.<I'll give that Ralph money for more 
electronic stuff. This stuff is good but with a little better 
angle... Oh well next time. Babbie I'm going to make you a star 
and you don't even know it.>]

"Well I see why Ralph did not have to pull out the teeth. She is 
easy. With a little training she will be as treasure. Betty shuck 
off those clothes and try out this bitch. If you want her, you 
have to see if you are going to like her servicing." Angela 
ordered her daughter.

Slowly Betty removed her clothes and stood with her hands 
covering her crotch. She looked shyly at her mother, reluctant 
to go over to the two women.

[<Have to edit this for the home market, but the chinks will love 
this, though. With them they let anything go. Probably consider 
it educational. hahahhaha> the producer thought getting a close 
up of the new nude child. Like mother like daughter. Real star 
quality, no tits to speak of but give her time.]

"Betty quit that stalling. You said you liked this one now get 
over here and see weather you like her tongue or not." Angela 
ordered.

Betty walked over to the kneeling nude and spread her legs. 
Angela handed her the water bottle and said,

"Now lub the tongue so she will do a good job. Just a little 
now."

Joan stuck out her tongue with out being ordered. She surrendered 
control to the child and awaited the precious water. The nervous 
girl pored some into the waiting mouth and Joan was gratified to 
find her mouth full. Greedily Joan swallowed it all and opened up 
for more.

Angela grabbed back the bottle. "Not soo much! You will spoil 
her. Now step over her face and let her get your taste. Hold the 
ears and make her lick up and down the whole slit precious. 
Don't be shy. This is just a whore."

[The producer angled the camera to cover the new scene of Joans 
servicing. <This would be worth more than gold. None of his 
stable of porno chimpies could act this scene with so natural a 
feel. Could be a better angle if I had a camera at floor angle.>]

"Oh mommie..... it feels soo good...what do I do now... Can I 
make her do my ass...Like you did?" Betty asked.

"Of course you can dear and the bitch will really do a good job 
or I will go get the whip from my boot and make her wish she 
had." Angela answered with such menace in her voice that Joan 
sought out the small bottom hole and applied her new talent to 
the novice hole. It is different but still horrible. Servicing a 
child... She would go to jail for a 100 years or more if this 
ever got out. She would lose her license....

"OH OH MOMMIE..... It is soo sooo AHAHAH." Betty cooed. Then she 
smiled down and tugged the captives ears, "Do it again I love 
that. I love this...Can we keep this one please mommie can we... 
can we..." Betty sought to spread further to give Joan more 
access to her slit.

[<She is really taking to this. I could do a whole series of this 
little bitch...Kitten with a whip.... Ralph you smart bastard.> 
thought the unseen observer and his camera.]

"Well dear she is OK but the other one is younger and will be 
easier to train. We will see if the price is .... reasonable.. 
Ralph is.... Well he is a hard trader, but I will see what I can 
do.. Now go get our clothes. We don't want that niggar to see us 
and get any ideas. He has soo many other white asses to use but 
you never can tell. He might still get ideas." Angela explained 
to Betty.

Betty hurried over to their clothes and put hers on quickly. 
Angela went over to a barrel and took a handful of it and forced 
it into Joans mouth.

Joans hard won moisture was soaked up in seconds by the salt 
Angela had forced her to take. Joan spit it out but the remaining 
residual caused her to lose ground in her need for moisture.

"Can't interfere in your training to much bitch. Ralph would be 
real mad if he knew. Here take some water to clear it out." 
Angela said.

Grateful for any new moisture Joan drank two swallows before she 
realized that it was piss that Angela had given her from the bottle. 
She retched out the mouthful but the rest of the salt fluid was 
inside her greedily soaking up her inner moisture. She hated this 
woman. If she were free she would..... but she wasn't ....

[<Beautiful,> the producer thought,< this bitch has a real flair 
for this sort of shit and with the edited tape I own her ass. 
She will make me a fortune.> He zoomed the camera on the 
dressing Angela. <Yes sir this bitch is mine from now on and she 
just don't know it yet.>]

Angela, now dressed dragged Joan to her feet and led her out to 
the waiting wheel.

[The producer switched to the remote yard cameras. <That black 
bastard sure got this covered. Got to hand it to Ralph. He is one 
smart niggar.>]

"Bring her over here so I can grease her up." Ralph ordered. He 
started to  rub the oil into Joans tits and ass. "She be a good 
nuff little lezzie whore for you'll?"

"Ralph, I'll thank you not to use that kind of language around 
the child." Angela demanded.

"OH MOMMIE..." Betty interjected.

"No offense Misses. I's just inquiring if you be satisfied with 
her talents in that department. I ain't gots the equipment to 
access that part of her." Ralph said, a big smile on his coal 
black face. His fingers now in Joans holes.

Inspite of her humiliation Joan began to feel the fluttering in 
her belly. <They were discussing her like some.... some... animal, 
and he was...OH GOD WHAT WAS SHE BECOMING. She could not 
control her body. She must be a slut. She fought it but then 
those thick black fingers took possession of her love bud and OH 
OH AAAAA>>

"She is an easy one. I can see why you didn't have to remove the 
teeth. I'll bet she sucks like a dream." Angela said seeking to 
change the subject from her own perversions.

Ralph attached Joans collar lead to the wheel and ordered,

"Get to work you lazy bitches. Get then knees up and show then 
lips. We got customers coming and they wants to see tits shaking 
and lips showing." Ralph ordered. He punctuated his command with 
his ever present whip.

SNAP......SNAP.....

Honk.....Honk..... came from the road.

"Must be the customers. Angela keep these pussies moving while I 
buzz them in. NO ROUGH STUFF!!! Remember you damage the 
merchandise and you has to buy it." Ralph said as he started for 
the gate control.

<Be a good day for this here poor old black farmer.> Ralph 
thought. <Bitch Angelas mouth be watering for these bitches and 
these others drive the price real high they see the talent I gots 
here. Yes sir this be a good day.>

More later...

Coach #13
                        by Paladin
<That dam fool!!! What he be doing back here now?> Ralph thought 
at the sight of Larrys old car with the stretch limos lined up at 
the gate.

Ralph had no choice. He buzzed them all in and went to great his 
guests.

Two rugged looking men and a leathery old woman arrived at the 
barn. Larry pulled around back.

"Who was that.... that man in the old car." the old woman 
demanded. "Surely his is not a buyer. I thought you were holding 
an exhibit for buyers only. If he is here to observe I'm 
leaving. I don't want his kind looking over our sport."

"Now now Ms Fransis, that be my helper. I uses him to do odd 
jobs. You don't needs to worry. I keep him out of sight working 
in the barn. You'll go out to yard ring and look um over. Angela 
and little Betty be there already." Ralph improvised.

"That bitch...here... I thought I recognized the car. Buzz me out 
I do not associate with her kind.." the old woman said and 
started for her limo.

"Yea go on home you old bitty. You are too old for this sport 
anyway." one of the men said.

"George I'm young enough to have taken the blue ribbon from you 
twice." the old woman said stopping to answer the mans challenge 
to her competence.

"Luck. That's what it was Stella. I'll whip the panties off you 
this time, specially if this new one is young like Ralph here 
says." George replied.

<He was right her youngest was in fold and the other was hopeless. 
She needed a young pussy at least till her mare folded. Why was she 
plagued with that horny nephew. Men!!! Her nephew screw any thing. 
Something had to be done with that young man, but that was 
spilled milk. Sure the fresh milk would be good and sweet for the 
table and the new fold would be an addition to her stable, but 
now she had a problem with upcoming race. She had to stay. She 
also had to buy. Dam her horny nephew.> Stella thought.

"On second thought I'll stay but Ralph you keep that bitch Angela 
away from me. Her kind discusses me. Her and her...." Stella 
said.

"You'll go on out there and I be getting something cold to drink 
for you'se." Ralph said hurrying to the barn and to take care of 
his unforeseen problem, Larry.

When he got there he scolded at the other black man.

"Niggar what you doing here... I got portant people here looking 
over the fillies and you be queering the deal. I knowed I ought 
to shoot your ass off first time I see'd you. I going to get my 
shot gun and ventilate your ass for sure now!" Ralph shouted.

"Listen man.... I goes where I wants, and them's is my prop..." 
Larry began.

The producer rushed out between the two angry black men intent 
on killing one another.

"Ralph....Ralph baby... Don't do it. You'll scare off the 
customers and get us all in deep shit. Stop and think a minute. 
Larry here is just protecting his investment. This is his first 
time. Have a heart. The boy is young! Clam down! He probably got 
his dick up for the old one and drove out here for a little 
suckie suckie. You were young once your self, and I seen you 
doing that with the bitches this morning. Have a heart. Remember 
the bottom line is all that counts."

"Well.... the boy be an annoying niggar. I still thinks I ought to 
ventilate his ass for him...but well ... I gots to get some ice 
and the portable bar cart for the customers. I can't leav's them 
white women together for no time. Them's be blood all over the 
ring." Ralph said hurrying to the ice box and loading the bars ice 
bucket and cart for his customers. "You'll stays out of sight. 
Them folks be kind of skittish over strangers."

"Spook you do this just to see my old blood pressure shoot up. I 
told you to CALL FIRST!!" the producer started at a grinning 
Larry. "Don't just stand there grinning like some ignorant porch 
monkey. Why are you here screwing up the deal here?"

"You'll going to sell um off and cut me out... and I caught you.. 
You'll be out to cheat this poor old nigar, and here I comes here 
with a...." Larry began.

"Spook, Not again!!! I thought you wanted to be a wining coach. 
Get up in the sports ranks. I mean, yea ... you show a flair for 
the pussy business but well I thought you wanted to stay legit. 
Well I mean..." The producer admonished the smirking black man.

"Look I done tried it legit. I won the championship. Sure I 
cheated but the bitch, opposing coach cheated too. I just cheated 
better than that pussy done, and what it get me... Problems, just 
cause them pussies rum off at their teams loss." Larry grinned 
and went on, "Now my team wins, by extra effort... through my 
motivations.. and again I gets people looking at me funny. Today 
a bitch from the local news comes over and sticks a microphone in 
my face and bothers me bout the disappearance of some opposing team 
member pussies.."

"Not that cute little red headed witch on channel 35. She digs 
and digs. She will bury you even if you were innocent." the 
producer interjected.<Now they were all in the shit.>

"Yea well, I shined her on while she done had the crew with her.. 
but I had the boys, some of um be into cars and shit, fix her 
ride to stall out bout a mile down the road." Larry related with 
a wide toothy grin, "Then had Tim drive over with his old van. 
Pussy soo relieved she practically jumped into the van with that
fine young boy."

"Course then Washington, Jucy and some of the other boys in the 
back done got busy with her ass all the way back to the football 
field. Bitch don been down right annoying, for a while, but my 
boys be real persuasive when they puts their minds to it."

"Frank drive her ride to the old neighborhood and wipe it down 
and leave the keys in it. Those little sporty jobs hold a real 
attraction for the brothers. Be wrecked or stripped afore 
nightfall."

"I drives Frank back to the field and there nice as you please 
the boys done lined up and taking her two at a time.. Real 
organized them boys. Real team work. Bitch be real tired...but 
cooperative by then. I stands there till Frank done had his time, 
but when I steps up to the pussy the boys shows me the tampon 
they done stuck in bitches ass. On the string is a little card 
scribbled. 'Saved for the best coach in the world'. Ain't that 
a bitch."

"Spook you are bringing tears to my eyes. The loyalty...the team 
spirit...the little bastards love your bad black ass. Now where 
is the pussy???" the producer demanded, with a noticeable tenting 
in his pants. <I all ways had a yen for that bitch. bet she has 
the cutest ass, if spook didn't tear it open like the grand 
canyon.>

"Man hold your puny white cut dick. I telling you a story. Now 
listen or I goes and takes my pussy with me. You'll be doing me 
dirty here, I be hurt." Larry said with a pout on his black face.

"All right tell your damn story but give me the condensed 
version. I don't think my balls be able to take the long black 
version." The hurting producer demanded rubbing his stiff boner.

"Yea... let me see...where was I... we done got to the part..."

"The card you bastard. Your black ass was all shook as they saved 
her ass hole for you big black dick." the producer offered to 
speed up the story. He knew that Larry was playing with him but 
the red headed bitch on channel 35. She was worth the wait, if he 
could hold on till the end.

"If you going to take that attitude, I go on out and tell Ralph 
my tale. He being black, he preciate the sentiment of those boys." 
Larry said to torture the obviously hurting white man.

"Please tell me....the dam tale but be quick about it." the 
producer ordered.

"Well let me see" Larry began stroking his black jaw. A row of 
white teeth showed his smile at the mans attentive look. "There I 
be. Bitch be there afore me on her hands and knees. Josh's cock 
spewing in her mouth and her ass be mine all mine. Them wonderful 
lads. Sure the pussy be dripping but... well.. it be the thought 
that counts. So I takes out my old licorice stick and feeds it 
to her virgin territory. Bitch shows lots of emotion. (Them white 
womens really loves my old snake up then tight little holes, you 
know.) I fights to get's it inside. She wiggles like she one 
those snake dancers, but I hold's on and I gains a dick hold in 
the hole."

"Bitch must be overcome with emotion, cause she spit out old 
Josh's dick but the boy put it right back. (Boy be persistent 
little fucker.) Probably scrapped her tonsils on the way down."

"She commenced to doing the snake dance thing again so I slammed 
it home. (Figured it be a kick to feel that action from the 
inside.) Man oh man, that bitch must be double jointed to get 
that action she put on old Josh and me. We stayed right with 
her, though, rode her ass right into the ground. I think the 
bitch be a real talent in this line of work. I gots to say she 
got real heart..... Nice pussy, mouth and almost new ass. 
Probably one user only, I be any judge of things." 

"Well we finished up the practice session. (Wasn't a stiff dick 
on that team.) Then I thinks of my old friends and I packs her 
ass up. (She be rather tired and most slept through the shower I 
had the boys gives her. Don't wants all that cum in my car.) I 
gets here and I finds my friends doing me dirt. After all I done 
for you'se."

"I brings a gift and my friends, even another brother, going to 
sell me down the river. Now that is not right. I be real hurt...I 
should go back to my ride and takes this bitch to Lucy in the old 
hood." Larry smiled. <This boy be soo up his dick going to 
splode. I got him by the short hairs. He be really hard for that 
bitch. Should I add some more....NA! Give the poor fool a break.>

"Spook quit your spoofing. Bring in the bitch before my balls 
fall off. Lucy can't give you a deal like we have here. Look out 
there see those limos. That is money. Those people throw away 
more than people like you and me can steal in a lifetime. Now get 
the BITCH!!!! PLEASE......" the producer demanded.

"Well I don't know. I mean I gots this pussy here exclusive. I 
brings it in and you and Ralph does me out." Larry dragged it out.

"Spook, your killing me. My balls...My blood pressure,,, Come on 
I got you the job and I promise I'll get you a good deal for the 
those fillies out there. Now come on please..." the producer 
begged.

"Ok I brings her in but I gets half. You and Ralph split the 
other half of the pussies." Larry demanded.

"Anything ....ANY DAMN THING!!! Just go get the bitch before my 
balls blow up...

More later...

Coach #14
                            by Paladin

Ralph dragged the bar cart to the ring and observed the men going 
over the nude captives in their leather tack. <Bitches be a dick 
hardening sight. With Stellas problem she going to have to buy 
one, and Angela be interested in one, for Betty. Lord my cup 
runneth over today. Those horny white men guarantee the price be 
going to come astronomical. Fine day for it too. Got to wait to 
take care of that niggar in the barn, but soon as these folks be 
gone. Should have done it other night but he be producers friend. 
Hope that fool got some good video on Angela and Betty. That be a 
kick when we show um their video dabues. HAHAHAHAHA They be 
stars and don't knows it. Probably attract lots attention in the 
hood.>

"Ralph these bitches got a ride. That is preferential treatment. 
I think we should all get to see how they pull before we bid on 
um. I mean they are OK, but it is the racing I'm interested in. 
Not their physical charms like some people." Stella started at 
him right off.

"Look Ms Stella, I done told you they is new. They is only able 
to walk right now. I had um hitched to the wagon to gives Angela 
and Betty a little ride. They don't be ready for no race. You'll 
is here to see um and access their raw potential today." Ralph 
lied. <Miserable old crown. Like to have her over.....NA probably 
freeze my johnson clean off. Bitch be so bad.... Well she do have 
the bucks. Yea and I going to get them now.>

"Besides, he would not let me have a whip. You can not get the 
true potential out of raw bitches like this without a whip." 
Angela interjected.

George turned from his inspecting of Alices pussy and said,

"This one is definitely fucking material. Mind if I have a go?"

"Watch your mouth around my child." Angela demanded.

"Ah mother!!! I know what those kind of girls are for. You..." 
Betty started.

"You just hold your tongue...Young Lady. You wait till I get you 
home." Angela demanded.

"Ah mother...." Betty said.

"Now George, ordinarily I be rather open minded, but their is 
Ladies present and..." Ralph started.

"Let the old goat rut in the old bitch if you want. I might want 
to buy this young un." Stella argued. <I want the young one and I 
want her able to run. If I wanted her fucked my nephew would be 
more than up to that. Wonder if Ralph would fix her up so she is 
unfuckable??? Probably charge extra but it would be worth it. 
Have to ask.>

Betty ran to Joan and grabbed her neither lips, "No this one is 
mine. Mommie you promised. I won't let you do her." the little 
hand effectively shielding Joan from the horny white mans 
attention. She had made her choice.

"Now Now, No one is going to do anything right now. Lets all have 
a drink and discuss the merchandise." Ralph said attempting to 
cool down the situation. <White people!!! See a couple of pussies 
and they go wild. Course they be black people they go to knives 
and guns over these pussies.> "I gots the bar cart all set up and 
yonder under the shade for Asian's."

"Yes. Let's have a drink and discuss the deals." said Nick the 
other white man going over to the cart and poring himself a scotch 
neat. He knocked it back and pored another one. "That gets the 
dust out of my throat, now how much you asking for um Ralph?"

The nude captives stood there in the sun sweating and 
contemplating the horrifying fate these people were discussing for 
them. It was....... unthinkable. These people were discussing them 
like... like animals...

Joan looked down at the girl still in possession of her pussy 
lips. <What did I do to deserve this. Exhibited like an animal. 
claimed by a girl and..... This can not be happening. It must be 
a night mare. If only I could reason with them. If only I did not 
have this collar on.. I could.>

"Don't worry pussy. I'll protect you from that old man. I told 
mommie to buy you. You will be mine. I know she will...She 
promised." Betty said stroking Joans love button now. "You will 
be mine and I won't let any of them or mommies men fuck you, 
ever... of course you will be ever soo grateful. You'll lick and 
lick me... won't you." 

Horrified at the thought of this, Joan could only look on and, 
when Betty twisted the button, nod emphatically. The thirst and 
the sum were too much. For a rest and some water she would... 

*****************************

"Open the bag spook. Open the dam thing." the producer said.

"Hold you small cock, fool." Larry said purposely fumbling with 
his keys giving the impression that he could not find the one 
needed to unlock the padlock on the duffel bag.. "I finds it here 
someplace."

"I'll get a knife and cut the dam thing open." the producer said 
going to Ralphs tool rack.

"Don't you be doing that. This be school property. I be 
responsible. Hold off... Here the sucker be." Larry said 
extracting a key from the large ring he always carried.

"Now help me gets her out of he bag." Larry ordered, lifting the 
bag by the closed end, depositing a struggling red headed nude 
on the barn floor.

She flopped out, rolled over and stretched out. Glad at first, to 
be out of her cloth prison, she thought. She still had the impromptu 
to jock strap in her mouth and her hands and feet were tied together 
with rawhide laces but she was not doubled over and inside the 
stifling duffel bag.

The light hurt her eyes, and it took her some time to focus. She 
tried to take in her surroundings then she attempted to scream.

"GAGAGAHAHAGAHAGAH" she said. She bit down on the filthy jock 
strap gag but now as before filthy thing kept her quiet.

The producer ran over from the tool rack and grabbed her shoulders 
and lifter her up. He was anxious to see her in all her glory. 
Trussed up as she was their wasn't much she could do to hide 
herself from the producers eyes.

Larry stepped back and let the producer do the work. <He really 
want this bitch. Be a case of true lust. HAHAHAHAAAA>

<It is her... These tits are better than the TV showed um. Soo 
soft, and the nipples.. They are sooo...> the producer thought as 
he mauled the reporter physical charms. <I have got to have her 
now before I come in my pants.>

"Now where Ralph keep them cuffs and shit?" Larry asked.

"In the drawer over there." the producer said over his shoulder, 
intent on his exploration of his prize. He was busy trying to 
stick his hand between her legs. She sought to keep him out. She 
was a reporter. Who was this little balding man trying to gain 
access to her privates? Where was she? She would .... She would 
sue this bastard, and that grinning black bastard over there. She 
would cut their balls off with a dull knife when she got free.

"UGHHHHAGAHUBAU" she objected but the invading hand had gotten to 
her labia. The bastard was....."NAOAUANGHAISNG"

"Now don't be damaging the merchandise. Let's get her cuffed 
first then we have at her ass." Larry tried reason with him, but 
he had his hand inside her sex and he was reluctant to give up 
his so recently won possession.

Larry cuffed her ankles and snubbed them with a short chain. Then 
he cuffed her wrists together behind her back. All during this 
the producer was exploring her sex. He put hid finger in her dry 
hole and said,

"Spook this has been a dream of mine for years. I wanted this 
bitch since I first saw her doing a story on the porno industry. 
I wanted to have my finger in her hole and now you wonderful 
bastard you bring her to me." the producer explained looking in 
her terrified eyes, "You and I are going to have soo much fun, 
you won't believe the wet dreams you caused me. Now you are mine. 
All these tits... pussy and it is all mine. Spook you made me a 
happy man. I don't care what Ralph says. You are in for Half."

Larry grinned as he cut off the cutting laces. <This boy be soo 
happy he going to cream his jeans soon. these little white men 
be well.... excitable....> "Where Ralph keep them collars?" he 
asked the occupied white man.

"Hanging on the peg board over there." came the response with a 
nod of his head. "Now lets see that pretty mouth of yours. The 
nights I've dreamed of your lips rapped around my cock, and 
tonight.... well maybe not tonight but soon bitch soon.."

<You bastard. I'll bite the damn thing off. I'll kill.....> She 
thought. No matter how she sought to wiggle this bastard had a 
hand in her sex... on her tits... up her ass....

Larry returned and secured the collar. "There now we gets this 
shit out your mouth. Now be a good girl bitch and scream you 
damn head off if you wants.... but you suffers the 
consequences..."

<Now I'll scream my head off and surely someone will come and 
these bastards will get theirs.> she thought.

The producer popped out the spit soaked jock strap out of her 
mouth. She swallowed and tried to scream,

"AHhhhhh" the shock caused her to fall down.... She sat up and 
tried again, "HElllllll" again the shocking pain in her voice box 
caused such pain she could not continue.

"Now go on try again. I heard that voice telling people how evil 
we were... go on try again, but know this, every time the collar 
will shock the fool out of you. The vet tells me that if you try 
it too much it will burn the voice right out of you. Be a real 
good reporter...Silent one though you don't learn quick.." the 
producer explained to the reclining nude captive.

The producer reached down and grabbed her hair and dragged her to 
her feet. The daises nude allowed herself to be man handled. The 
shocks to her throat and the threat to her voice box stopped 
attempts at vocal objections and physical activity was not 
possible.

"Now spread those knees for me. I don't want to have to fight for 
you any more. Spread or I'll get whip for these tits." producer 
ordered holding her by her left nipple. He twisted slightly and 
miserably she spread for his hand.

<Who is this bastard and where am I?> She almost spoke, but the 
recent pain convinced her that she had better go along .... for 
now.

"Real open pussy now ain't she spook?" producer said.

"Nice stick out tits too." Larry added sliding his huge black 
hand over the soft expanse of white flesh. "All strawberries and 
cream I like to take a bit out of um if they wern't soo 
valuable."

"Spook I can not wait any longer. Help me get the bitch over the 
stall door. I want first crack at this wide wonderful ass." the 
producer ordered.

More later.....

Coach #15
                        by Paladin

Victoria Walkin had fucked her way up the publicity ladder in the 
weird world of broadcast land. She had put out for the dip shit 
in the south. She fucked for the station owner in the midwest, 
and she did it for this job but never had she had she been 
required to given soo much of her ass for a story. Those boys... 
The whole team and then the black prick doing her ass. This was a 
painful first for her.

A whole football team.. It was degrading...(The others weren't???) 
It made her pussy soar just thinking back over it and now.... 
(The dry hole of the previous job interviews were bad but now 
her holes burned.... even her precious throat..) Now she finds 
herself belly down over a stall door. Trussed up like some 
leather barbie doll and this little prick was going to 
boink her again. Well let the bastard have his fun. After all 
he was a real fan.... Or so he said.... the things she would for 
her public. The thinks they wanted to do to her. She should be 
horrified.. But it was fun and the little prick on this boy did 
not pose any threat to her experienced hole. In fact at an orgy 
(for she had attended many in her career) she would have laughed 
at the thought of suck a small cocked bastard.

Now the Black bastard, there was a dick. When he shoved that 
think in her ass, earlier, she saw stars. She was sure she felt a 
tightening in her throat. This niggar never seemed to have no end. 
She would just lie quiet like and wait her turn. When the little 
prick was done, then she would.... Wait a minute. It was close 
to air time as near as she could tell. She would miss show time. 
<Hurry up you small pricked fuck.> She would have screamed but 
the buzzing at her throat caused her to reconsider. She felt the 
small dick fuck penetrate her greased hole. She reared up her 
ass to assure he could not get in very far, let him wear himself 
out at the entrance. Then they will let me go and I can.... 

A huge black hand grabbed her flaming red locks and said,

"Open them luscious red lips and lets them and my licorice stick 
get acquainted. I seen the action you puts on my boys and I 
going to get me some of that right now."

Victoria struggled to close her lower jaw. Larry was faster. He 
wedged the knob inside and reached for the shock collar. He 
fingered the manual control and explained,

"Now you done good when I fed this old black tube to your ass, 
lets sees your talented throat tube." Then he pushed the manual 
shock control.

Victoria convulsed and swallowed the long black dick. The shock 
and convulsions caused the producer to come in record time. He 
was soo much in lust with this smooth freckled white ass, that he 
did not even suspect that Larry was the cause of his pleasure.

Larry was forcing his whole snake inside her warm moist oral 
cavity. He commented,

"Bitch you'd best be good to my old snake else wise I got this little 
manual button to motivates you'll."

Victoria eyes watered. Her throat hurt. She was running out of 
air. The white bastard was came all over her ass and this black 
was showing her he was the badest mother fucker in her world. She 
had missed her deadline, and now this bastard was making her a 
whole new pussy....

When Larry pulled back Victoria laved his prick head in thanks. 
She sought to do anything to keep this long black dick in the 
front of her mouth. It's effect on her throat tube was too much 
like sand paper.

"You'se done all ready??? Boy you whites fuck short. No wonder 
the bitches likes us long dicked blacks. We give um time to enjoy 
their fuck." Larry taunted the producer. "See how she be eating 
right off my old snake? bitch be in love..."

"Yea, yea,,, Let's get this show on the road. This bitch is too 
easy for me. Besides if we don't get her shown to the buyers 
today it will be some time till we get her shown off." the 
producer said returning with a black leather mask. "This will 
show off the hair, sex and lips but hold the full effect of who 
she is till we get the dicks and pussies out there all heated up."

<"Shown off" What is this bastard saying. NO NO they can not do 
this.> she thought as they raised and covered her face with the 
black leather. <At least the black prick was not exploring her 
new oral pussy.>

Larry stood her up and snapped a leash on to the D ring in her 
collar. He tugged to make sure it was secure and said,

"Now let's leads this here pussy out there to them buyers."

"Spook I got's to stay out of sight. Ralph told them you were his 
helper but they might balk at me. Lead her to Ralph and he will 
play along. Boy is a quick study. Act like you are his 
assistant." the producer explained to a reluctant Larry.

"Well I don't know bout this. I mean they is my fillies." Larry 
said.

"Spook they don't know you and they will only deal with Ralph. He 
is in with them so play along. For the sake of the deal...OK" the 
produce begged.

"O all right for now but you'll better do right by me. Else I 
get's my boys and we come back here and...." Larry demanded.

"Spook I done right by you before... You don't trust me??" the 
producer said..

Victoria was horrified... <They were going to what??? Fucking her 
was one thing. Buyers.... Lead her where.... Her face was covered 
in sweat from the restrictive mask and now the black bastard was 
tugging her neck... Outside....NO!!!! No way... She ain't going 
out there to be displayed...>

"Bitch be a little shy hand me that strap there." Larry said 
keeping stiff pressure on Victorias neck.

The producer gave it to him and he side armed it across her 
reluctant thighs. She turned around and Larry forced her over the 
stall door again. Then he took several full strokes with the 
raiser strap. Victorias ass reddened. Her ass glowed and the fire 
inside caused her mind to change.

"Now I get my full force on them buns we going to have to blow up 
back up. After that I going to flattened then again. You going to 
be a nice little bitch, now or later??" Larry shouted into the 
dazed nudes face showing her the strapped doubled over in his 
hand.

Victoria had no choice. She shook her head. She would go with a 
red ass...better that than no ass at all. The color of her ass 
almost matched the color of her pubic hair. 

Larry dropped the strap and pulled the conquered beauty to the 
door. He opened it and forced the reluctant nude to hobble 
outside.

Victoria was embarrassed. She had never been outside like this 
before. Nude trussed up in leather. and lead and controlled by a 
nigar. She burned with humiliation. She prayed none of the rival 
stations got video of this her career would be over.

The black bastard lead her over to a group of men and women 
gathered around a bar under an umbrella. They were discussing 
something but conversation stopped at her arrival.

Larry said, "Ralph I done brung you another one. This un got a 
red hair and real nice white skin. what you'll thinks??"

Ralph took no time at all to pick it up, "Fool I done told you 
red heads skin is too sensitive or direct sun. Get the bitch 
under this here umbrella." Ralph positioned Victoria so she was 
tits to chest with Old George. Ralph fumbled in the bottom of the 
bar. "Here put this sun block on her tits and ass quick afore they 
burns and gets more freckles. Runes the effect with too many 
freckles. George, help the boy out there will ya. See to the 
pussy folds too. Don't wants that inside to blister."

Old George was in heaven. Ralph was letting him grease up the new 
cute red headed bitches cunt. George had a hard on that would cut 
glass. He needed relief. The bitches tits were rubbing the top of 
his bald head as he did her cunt folds.

"What is this. You were hiding this bitch for Stella. I'll bet 
she has been trained and runs well with a chariot and I only get 
the slow bitches want the old wagon." Angela began.

"Rightly so," Stella interjected. "I deserve the pick of the 
litter. After all I have the oldest stable." Stella pushed Nick 
out of the way and palmed Victorias left tit. "Not too big. Good! 
Good!" She bent down and pushed George away to feel the thigh 
muscles and inside the folds.

"How much for this one? She has good mussel tone. I want her!! " 
Stella exclaimed. "Name a price!! I want her."

"Now now Stella, I can not cheat you'll like this. This un is 
brand new and ain't even taken to the wheel yet." Ralph began.

Victoria was terrified. <These....These... This old man was 
greasing up her cunt like his prize pig and this leathery old 
woman was mauling her tits and cunt... Were they all crazy.. She 
want to buy me... This is a free country she can not do that..>

All he while Joan and Alice stood, tethered to the wheel, under 
the hot baking sun. Their nude charms neglected by all but 
little Betty, in favor of the new 'animal'.

Betty had made her choice. She kept hold of Joans neither lips, 
protecting her from those stupid men.

All the adults crowded around the white skin and red hair.

"Is she soo ugly that you have to keep her face covered?" Nick 
asked looking in her eye slits. "Green eyes usually mean they are 
devious bitches."

"Na the boy here just done half what I told him. Keeps her skin 
out the sun. Likes I said these red heads freckle real bad in the 
sun." Ralph hurriedly explained.

Victoria was scared. These people were treating her nude captivity 
like it was acceptable behavior. She looked over searching for 
some help from some where and her eyes beheld Joan and Alice. 
They were nude too. Their skin was darkening in the sun. Even the 
bikini lines were blending in. What was going on here...

All the while Larry was stand there holding Victorias leash like 
a proud papa. <These people shure do like these bitches. Why the 
little un over there done made her choice. Bet that noise teacher 
be real put out to be a new pony for that little bitch. Show her 
to keep her self outs my business. Sure be a waste of pussy but 
then she weren't too good at that anyway. Wonder what old Ralph 
gets for these here fillies of mine.>

More later.....

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                            Coach #16
                           by Paladin

The producer was working with the remote cameras and sound 
equipment like one possessed. He was both praising and cursing  
Ralph for his remote cameras and equipment. He had to get this
footage for his building epic.

The shots of little Betty standing there with Joans sex lips firmly 
controlled were great but the free for all over Victoria was just 
a jumble of bodies. Should have more coverage. This wasn't a 
documentary for christ sake. Well it couldn't be helped. These 
rich people wouldn't stand still for the scene if the cameras 
were revealed so he had to settle for what he could get. After 
they left he'd have another go at that big red headed bitch of 
his dreams Victoria,  Ahha what  a cum he would have!!! Then 
with that out of the way he could get to the rough cuts. Maybe 
he should bring in another film cutter........NANANANA!!!

A couple of days with the nozzles to learn sucking. The salt water 
and piss in the water supply and Victoria would be his sucker 
forever on video. Just imagining those soft lips on his cock 
was... But can't get too attached to her though. Ralphs customer 
will buy her and keep her pulling carts for the next 10 or more 
years. By then she will be out for folding for a while and by 
then she would be just another washed out bitch. By then he would 
have had a 100 or so other nicer bitches to diddle his little prick. 
For the moment though she was number one on his hole list. That 
wonderful Larry had really scored with him today. What a niggar!!

This footage and the stuff from this morning would be great for 
the first of his series on pony girls. He would get footage on 
this race they were talking about. Just thinking about that big 
dike bitch Angela driving Joan or Alice around the track with a 
whip would make the johns cream in their jeans. Man this would 
make him a wealthier man. He could almost kiss those niggars out 
there. That Ralph and Larry.... they were sure good ..... almost 
like.......people.

The arguments got louder and louder. Finally Ralph shouted

"OK IF YOU'LL DON'T WANTS TO BE CIVILIZED BOUT THIS I GOIN TO TAKE 
UM IN AND YOU'LL GO HOME. NOW!!!" Ralph had accomplished what he 
wanted. The customers appetites were wetted. The bidding would be 
furious. "LARRY TAKE UM BACK TO THE BARN AND LOCK THE DAMN DOOR. 
THESE WHITE FOLKS DON'T KNOW HOW TO BEHAVE NICE ROUND MY STOCK."

"Maybe they wants to buy um now man and takes them off your 
hands." Larry interjected.

"NA they wants to argue and gets my nerves upset. You'll go take 
um into the barn. Visiting hours is over!" Ralph ordered.

"No wait a minute." Stella said. "I am a customer and I came 
here in good faith." Grabbing Victorias left tit in her shrunken 
old hand. "I want this one...NOW!!!"

Victoria attempted to shake off the unwanted possession of her 
mammary treasure but....

George said, "Now you wait, you old bittie. I want this one. 
Ralph name a price and I'll pay it." His hand was in Victorias 
ass with a finger in firm possession of her ass hole.

Seems no matter which way she shook or turned, Victorias body was 
the object of another set of hands.

Nick shouted, "Hay I came here to get one for my stable too. This 
isn't fare. I want a chance at the merchandise too."

"Now Now calm down. Larry gets them out of here. Niggar didn't 
you be hearing me." Ralph shouted at Larrys grinning face.

"Niggar who you calling niggar. I got's much..." Larry started 
but a look at the situation told him to leave the crazy white 
folks to Ralph and get the merchandise out of here. He dragged 
Victoria over to the wheel. Collected the others and started for 
the barn with the nude merchandise in toe after prying Bettys 
hands from Joans sex lips.

"MAMA you promised.... I want that one maaaama." Betty cried. She 
threw herself down on the dusty ring track and commenced to kick 
and scream like only a petulant child can when a new toy has 
been taken away. Her mother had let her down. The soft warm new 
pussy lips were retreating to the barn. "NANANANANANA!!!!"

"Now you see what you caused. You men with your little heads 
doing the thinking." Angela chimed in as she went to soothe her 
child. "And you you old bitch. You just queered the deal. I 
would have bought the old one. Now I going to buy them all..." 
She said to Stella.

"Now lookie here we all be a bit out of sorts. How bout we all 
have a few drinks. Calms down and discuss the problem. I be's a 
reasonable pussy trainer. You'll be civilized folks. How's bout we 
all goes home now. Thinks on it and come back here tomorrow." 
Ralph proposed. " I sees what I can do bout getting another one 
and we holds a auction tomorrow. You thinks on what you wants to 
pay and brings 'certified checks' and we deals um then. Now that 
fair or what??" His wide black face seemed to be half white. 
The teeth in his smile was awesome.

Nick, the most reasonable of the bunch said, "Well that sounds 
fair but no one else. Don't you go calling the other racing 
commission members and make this a circus. Some of those other 
people are animals, even though some are fellow commission 
members. They will cause trouble. You keep this limited to just 
us here."

George did not like it but he went along with the other men. A 
man thing, could not stand the women and their emotional 
reactions, unless it was on the end of his dick or at the end of 
his whip. That is all that women were good for. Could not abide 
the whims of the silly women. Yea!! Us men got to stick together.

Stella demanded, "All right but no more favoritism. That bitch," 
indicating Angela, "and her whelp, only get to come in at the same 
time as the rest of us and I want a fair dealing on all of em. I 
have been a favored customer of this establishment for a lot of 
years and you are risking my future business with this special 
treatment."

"Yes mam." Ralph said, "Noone gets in till 10 am tomorrow. You 
gots my word on that. No rides for noone till tomorrows deal. 
Then if you wants to have me trains um.... well I be mighty 
happy to oblige." < Gots to keep up the business.>

Angela returned with the screaming child and demanded, "I saw 
them first I get first bid on the old one. It would be for Betty 
you know. Now that young one well she is racing material with 
the proper whip, that is..."

"Tomorrow...... we all sleep on it and calm down." Ralph offered, 
"Now lets all have a drink to successful business tomorrow. Steps
on up here and names your poison, lets forget our problems."

The drinks were gulped down and the people rushed to their cars 
to get back to the bank for the certified checks. All these deals 
were done this way. No reneging after they fillies were sold. A 
deal was a deal. No way are they going to forget the rivalry of 
these years with just a few drinks. Bullets maybe but drinks.. 
NANA.

Viewing the retreating dust cloud Ralph thought. <Man them white 
folks sure nuff going to make me a rich man tomorrow. Now I gots 
to get that niggar to go get me another pussy. Else wise their 
going to be blood shed. White Folks and their pussy ponys.!!!>

Ralph walked into the barn with a big grin. He turned to the 
producer and demanded, "Did you'll get that on tape?? This going 
to be the best sale I done made in quite a while."

"Ralph baby, those camera are ok but I need more coverage. I 
could not enough footage of the old crown on the bitches tit. 
Then the angle on the drink cart was not the best why didn't you 
move it to the right about 10 more feet.. then..." the producer 
started.

"Fuck that shit man... This is a farm not no damn sound stage.. 
Did you get it... or do I have to get a real camera man for the 
sale??" Ralph demanded.

"Yea I got it. Take me bout a month to edit it though. You got to 
get more coverage out there. Put in more cameras." the producers 
demanded.

"Man I gots what I gots. You know how spensive that shit is?? 
What you think I be made of money?? You want more shit there you 
gots to spring for it out of your end. Capitol spenses. Don't you 
know. All that shits legally deductible for you." Ralph demanded.

He turned to Larry who was doing the dirty with Victoria over the 
stall door. "Fool don't you'll be doing that. She be the hit of 
the show. You messing with valuable pussy there. Now I gots to go
fumigates her ass. Them white folks have a fit I let's some dirty 
smelly niggar dick in that fine white freckled hole."

"Hay man this here be my hole ....till tomorrow and ....I aims to 
get a .....lot of dick.... miles out of it.... for sunup comes." 
Larry gasped not missing a stroke in his fuck of Victorias pussy..

"No you ain't. The producer gots his film to edit. I got these here 
pussys to train and we needs another pussy for the customers. So, 
slick you gots to go out into the highways and by ways and bring 
us another nice trainee pussy pony."

"Oh man, why I always get the shit jobs? I done brung you three... 
counting the other one four. Ain't it someone elses turn??" Larry 
complained.

"Look around you slick. You'll sees another fucker to do the 
deed. One with experience in these things??" Ralph demanded

"Yea Spook. Ralph is right. I bet you got plenty of candidates at 
the school... or the opposition teams school. You go over there 
and scout us up another pussy before tomorrow." the producer 
reasoned.

"Well... They does have lots of pretty little cheer leaders... 
and practice be scheduled for bout now at the rival teams field...
but well I gets half. You'll split the other half. After all 
they is my shits." Larry demanded.

"Man what you say??? You be crazy... Without me their be no deal. 
I ain't settling for that." Ralph argued. "This be my place and my 
friends and without me won't be nothing. I gets the half and you 
two fools split up what is left."

"No way I going to risk my ass for no paltry...." Larry began.

The Producer fired a shotgun blast through the open door. The two 
black men, formally intent on killing one another, whirled around 
to face the new common threat.

"You bastards go on kill one another and leave me the whole thing...
or maybe I should off you both...." the producer hollored. "Now 
you...Larry go get a pussy... You Ralph take the ponies out to 
train and hop to it. We need one another . Or the split will be 
two ways, between me and Old Betsy here."

The gaping hole of the shotgun did not encourage argument. They 
went to their tasks. No arguments were to be heard then.

More to come

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                       Coach #17
                       by Paladin

Larry drove to the school. There he met up with Tim, Washington 
and Jucy. The boys were flushed with the exuberance of youth for 
the caper. After all they would had their coaches supervision 
right?

The boys drove their van over to this weeks opponents practice 
field and looked over the cheer leaders. They were ok but well 
their was not a lot to pick from. This school had male cheer 
leaders. UCH!!!

Looked like a total bust till they spied a striking little 
Oriental girl in the parking lot. She was fine...

"Lookie there man.." said Washington.

"I see'd her" added Jucy.

"Aw," commented Tim, "She is too small, besides I hear their 
pussies be slanted to the side. Now how you going to fuck 
that???"

"Man you crazy! It be just like any other un." said Washington.

"I bet you." said Tim. "Let's get her. Coach said a pussy. Young 
and nice. well she is young... but well I hope he don't get mad 
at us for getting a gook."

Their fears were alleviated when another girl and the Oriental 
paired up and started to walk home. The other girl was more like 
it. Taller and brunette. Not big titted but definitely a girl.

The boys got to their van and followed the doomed girls to a quiet 
side street. Then they cut the girls off with the van. The 
Oriental girl stopped and stood there like a deer caught in the 
headlights of a car at night. Jucy collected her and had her in 
the van in no time.

The leather cuffs and ball gag the coach gave um worked wonders. 
The small girl was quickly subdued Then Tim started the van, 
after collecting the girls stuff, to go to Washingtons aid.

The other girl took off running like a gazelle. She must have been 
on the track team. Washington ran and ran. He got close and like 
his training, tackled her in half the block. He held her there 
when Tim and Jucy drove up with the other girl.

They had the Oriental girl cuffed in the back and helped 
Washington subdue the other one. She was a fighter, but their 
were three of them and they soon had her subdued inside of the 
van. Tims towing rope and whipe down rag served to imprison the 
new acquisition.

As they drove off Washington grabbed the cringing Oriental and 
flipped up her skirt. Her white panties were all that was between 
him and winning his bet with Tim. He would have won that bet too, 
right then, but the other bitch kicked him with her bound feet and 
caused his attention to waver.

"HAY BITCH...YOU STOP THAT...I CUT YOUR TITS OFF YOU DO THAT 
AGAIN..." Washington shouted. He pulled out his pocket knife and 
proceeded to slice up the other girls clothes. "I get any more 
your shit, I slices a little deeper and you gets another pussy 
somewhares." Ripppppppppp  Ripppppppp

"NA NA man. coach don't want um all fucked up. watch where you 
waving that sticker. She be just a little bit shy. This 
probably be her bitch I bet you." Jucy commented. "She be upset 
you be messing with her pussy. I bet you."

"You know I always thought that was why girls seem to hang in 
pairs. You notice how them seem to snub us??" commented Tim as 
he drove to their school.

"Yea every pussy don't spread for your white ass be a lezzie. 
HAHAHA Man you be beyond your self. You believe this shit Jucy. 
Man think he be pussies delight and he aint even black!" 
Washington commented.

After denuding the reluctant girl Jucy commenced to pawing her 
small firm tits and Washington commenced his knife work on the 
Oriental girl. Her fear of black men and the knife guaranteed 
that she offered no resistance to the process.

When he at last slashed away the panties Washington shouted, 
"You lose sucker. It be small. It be black hared and set way 
back in there, but it be up and down like this here other un. 
Lookie here."

Tim turned around and nearly ran into a pole. "Shit... I thought 
they was slanted." The brief visual comparison convinced him 
that the oriental pussies was the same as the normal one next 
to it. <Damn that Todd Eldridge and his stories of his fathers 
service in the war. Last time I listen to his shit.>

"Man keeps your eyes on the road. You get yours when we get um 
back to the locker room. Till then keep this thing on the road." 
Jucy demanded with fright in his voice. <Crazy white mother fucker 
going to kill us all for a little pussy. Must be starved for 
some. Aint that portant to no brother...NA!!!!>

Washington was so busy trying to get his huge black hand inside 
the Orientals slit he did not even notice their near brush with 
death. <Bet this one bust out at the seams when I puts my 
blacksnake in here. Bitch be soo small.. Probably have to stick 
it in and jam the whole bitch up and down to get some friction, 
bitch be soo small....> Still the idea appealed to him.

When the arrived at the school the coach opened the gate and let 
them in. They drove to the Locker room door and dragged their 
naked prizes down the stairs to meat the team.

"I done told you a pussy!!!! A A A A. You shit heads bring me 
back one pussy and a.... a..... I don't know what. This small and 
this type you usually dont know what it be. Look here no tits, No 
pussy hair. No dick.... but we looks here and...." Larry started.

"Come on coach... Give us a break... Turn her around like the 
other one.." Washington demanded.

"OH YEA... well with these chinkies.. I sometimes gets all 
confused. So thats why that gal the other night... I can't tells 
youse that. Might corrupt you'lls morals." Larry said with a 
big smile.

The object of this scrutiny did not share the good natured 
camaraderie in the discussion of her sex parts, or lack of them.
The nightmare went on and on. Sue Ho was just going to Cathys 
house. She liked Cathy and was going to do what they had done for 
the last few months. Men frightened her. Cathy was her lover. She 
wanted to go home with Cathy....

"PUTHHAHATAH You bastards are in a lot of trouble. When my daddy 
hears about this He will have your balls cut off with a dull 
knife. Now you let us go and ...." Cathy demanded after she spit 
out the rag that had kept her quiet till now.

"Bitch be real vocal for a lezzie. You jealous we going to rub 
your pussy with real dicks, stead of those carrots or stuff you 
do... Bitch what you'll do. I mean you two do get busy together 
don't you'll?" Larry demanded.

"That is none of.....OWOWOWOW...Make him take his hand out of 
my..." Cathy started up as Jucy palmed her cunt and fingered her 
tight ass hole.

"Coach Coach... I think I done found a virgin hole on this bitch. 
Be a little brown... That be in the right direction.. but it be 
tighter than hell." Jucy informed all the leering groping males.

"Stop him!!! and get them away from Sue. She doesn't like men. 
You bastards. My daddy will......" Cathy argued as Jucy forced his 
finger deeper in Cathys bowels. "Stop it you bastards...." Tired 
of her comments Tim forced the wet whipe down rag into her mouth 
again.

"I want firsts on this little bitch here," Tim demanded 
indicating little Sue Ho. This was the first Oriental pussy they 
had seen let alone been able to fuck.

The gagged girl was so scared that she thought she would just stay 
quiet and let her friend Cathy do the talking. She just lay there 
and wept. Why did they not take another route home. Now these boys 
were concentrating on her poor little slit.

Tim decided to feel for the presence of the little opening. 
Disgusted he declared, "This bitch is soo small and tight.... 
and dry.... Coach how do these bitches get all them babies?? Their 
men folks do something different??"

"Yea... It be in the.... Ah... MSG in the foods. Shrink up the 
dicks and lets um get in the little holes. HAHAHAHAH. Yea the MSG 
be the key.. Any you'll gots some in your lockers???" Larry 
jokingly asked. "No??? Well then we gots to use the bitch 
method. Bring that other wide mouth bitch over here."

"Now bitch you going to lick this here pussy till it be ready for 
some dicking." Larry explained to Cathy, "Or I going in to that 
cold dry back hole or you'rn with this fine prime carolina black 
snake here and now." He unleashed his dick to drive home his 
point. He let it flop on her cringing face. He fitted the head at 
her nasal opening. "Maybe I tries here too. You going to lick or 
you wants me to do you with this first off?"

Presented with the alternatives Cathy still wanted her daddy but 
she decided to lick for the boys. After all she was going to do 
this with Sue before. She did not want an audience but if she 
delayed maybe... She nodded her head.

Sue was positioned on her back on a bench. Cathy was positioned 
in the 69 position above her and the rag removed. Larry 
positioned himself on Cathys back with his black dick at her 
shrinking brownie and ordered.

"Go to work bitch, or I going to stuff you and your girlfriend 
gets a choice view what she gets next."

""No...don't please. I'll. I......" Cathy started to lick and 
lick.

Sue was horrified. Two huge black plumbs in a stinking leather 
bag came to rest on her forehead. In the tight space she 
perceived a long black rod at the entrance to her friends neither 
hole. Then she felt the familiar tongue action on her clit and 
hole. she tried to forget the position and closed her eyes.

"Bitch dont you be going to sleep on us. Give the old coach a 
good time. Stick out that yellow tongue and lube the coaches 
stick." Jucy ordered with a slap to Sues right ear.

"Yea goo idea Jucy. If I decides to tear this bitchs ass hole up 
be nice to have a little tongue to go with it. Go to it honey.. 
Chop chop." Larry added.

Sue did not want to touch the horrible thing but when the black 
boy removed the ball she stuck out her small tongue and touched 
the horrible thing. It was ...warm...It was...She put the 
disgusting thought out of her mind... But she did it.

Larry reached down, grabbed Cathys head and lifter her up. At a 
shake of his head Washington stepped forward and scured her 
gapping mouth with his dick. Larry released the hair to 
Washingtons care, grabbed her hips and drove into her vitals.

Catty went nuts. One minute she was licking her lover Sue. Now 
she was a piece of meat on a black skewered. She could wiggle. She 
could trash about but the black dicks fore and aft kept her 
plugged. She started to see spots before her eyes. She heard Sues 
cries but that did not matter anymore. All she needed was air.

Tim, when the Coach and Washington, removed the lezzie bitch 
jumped the small Oriental girl. His dick skewered her tiny hole 
and gained a dick hold just inside the grommet. Inspite of the 
lubrication of the other lezzie it was tough going, and the 
trashing of the holes owner did not help.

Tim thought of all the other frustrating bitches he had known. He 
reared back and stuffed his johnson inside with all his weight 
behind it. He might rub the skin of his dick and her hole, but at 
that moment it did not matter. he had to get it all in......

More later.....

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                       Coach #18
                      by Paladin

Meanwhile back at the farm Ralph and he producer were busy at 
their tasks.

Ralph had the pussy ponies doing their prancing exercises on the 
wheel until their was no more sun.

Victoria was not a good student and Ralph had to teach her with 
his whip. She learned to lift her knees and show the slit and 
fine head of flaming red hair nestled there but she was not happy 
doing that. The whip to her back forced her but she had not had 
the benefit of the more extensive training of the other two.

Alice and Joan did much better and were rewarded with sips of 
water. Victoria got salted water and piss for her stubbornness.

<Bitch be fighter it but with a little more thirst she come 
around.> Ralph thought a he led the weary apprentice pussy ponies 
to the barn. <If I didn't have this sale tomorrow, I keep her at 
it all night but I gots to get my beauty sleep. The producer 
give her a little time tonight and I get's her started early 
tomorrow. Yea maybe I hooks um to the silkie in the morning. 
NA not yet. Hope that fool bring back another pussy afore then.>

"Ralph the footage is first rate. Want to see the rushes. That 
Angela is real photogenic, and the kid of hers will really make 
this a winner. Man we are going to be rolling in the mula 
specially if we get good footage of the race." the producer 
gushed.

"Now now I don't need no video to see no pussy. I gots it right 
here. Now you go bout your business. I gots pussies to wash down 
and feed. Got's to keep um in top shape for the sale tomorrow." 
Ralph said taking a subdued Alice to the indoor wash rack.

He tied her leash to an overhead rail and took a wash wand and 
applied the soap to her shivering body. He brought out a small 
brush and proceeded to scrub out her slit. After all the 
handling of her slit, Alice just spread and did not offer any 
resistance. <Bitch  be almost docile now. couple more days she be 
pulling like a champ. Yes sir I be's the best pussy pony trainer 
in this here state...Maybe the whole country.>

Next it was Joans turn and she did not offer any resistance. She 
too wanted to get it over with and get back to her stall.

Victoria, even though she had seen the others, tried to rebel at 
the invasion of her privates by the black hand and the brush.

Ralph shrugged and went over to his wall rack. He put up the 
small brush and got down a stiff bristle brush and came back.

"OK Bitch you want's it that way we use this un." Ralph said 
holding up the wicked little thing. he strapped her knees to the 
sides of the rack and proceeded to scrub her outer and inner lips 
with the hard bristles. He paid particular attention to her 
little sex bud. When he was done the normally pink area was red 
and raw.

Ralph went over to his wall rack. Replaced the bristled monster 
and retrieved a chastity belt. He affixed two bristle covered 
dildows and proceeded to shove them home it Victorias sex and ass 
holes. He locked the belt on her hips as tight as he could fix it 
and dragged her to her stall.

Victoria walked bowlegged to the stall. Every step was agony. The 
dildows seemed intent in cutting new groves inside hre with each 
movement of her hips.

Victoria vowed to agree to anything if only he would take these 
damn things out. She would have gladly taken on the team again 
or 10 teams if only he would take these monstrous things out of 
her. Her every attempt at vocalization of this was thwarted by 
the bark collar and Ralph seemed unconcerned at her attempted 
communication.

After securing her in her stall Ralph went over and opened three 
cans of dog food. Put it in three bowls and mixed in a handful 
of salt in each. then he placed the bowls at the maximum 
extension of their chains assuring that they must strain and 
bend way over to get at the nourishment. Their hands remained 
secured at their sides.

"Din, din for bitches," he announced to the captives. "Get over 
here and lick up this fine slop for I gets my whip and takes you 
out for a little night training."

With growling stomachs the girls went to the bowls and strained 
to get to the vile stuff. Victoria had a real tough time of it 
with the bristle invaders tormenting her at every movement. But 
the threat of more prancing convinced them to get to it.

"Now if you real good tomorrow I takes out then training rods 
afore we goes into trotting. If not, they be in there for the 
morning session. Up to you bitch.." Ralph informed Victoria.

Victoria decided that she would do anything to be free from these 
hideous things. She would ..... She just would..

The producer came down from the control room and stood beside 
Ralph at his observation post.

"How did my girl there do today on her first set?" the producer 
asked.

"Bitch be fighting it. Can't get with the program but I think I 
begins to see the way to convince her. Gots her plugged with 
bristles and she seems to understand. Those things going to 
convince her tonight. Elsewise she be wearing them for a while. I 
gots lots of changes to assure they be fresh a long time after 
they done wore out her holes." Ralph explained.

"AW honey... and I thought we would do a little fuckie fuckie 
tonight, but you seem to be occupied now. What a shame." the 
producer commented.

Victoria at the prospect of the removal of her tormentors turned 
around and stuck her ass up and, as best she could, indicated that 
she wanted to be fuck. Anything to be free from them.

"Ralph do you thing we could let her off...just this once??" the 
producer asked.

"Well she does seem better..... NAA Lets see how she suck dicks 
first. Hear tell if a bitch really wants to fuck she suck her 
little heart out for ya. Try her sucking. If that be real good 
then I might consider it." Ralph said.

Victoria whirled around and ovaled her mouth for a dick.. She 
would suck the bastards dick off... Just get these things out.

"I seen wide mouth bass don't look that good. Cover then teeth 
bitch. You give the boy here any trouble I takes the pliers to 
you and pull then white things out one at a time." Ralph said 
from his observation position at the stalls door.

"Well that sure does look inviting but I got to piss first." the 
producer said.

"Bitch be willing to do that for you aint you bitch? Boy needs a 
urinal first. You do that to show you is getting with the 
program?" Ralph inquired.

Victorias mind set crumbled. These bastards were pushing her too 
far. She looked up at the grinning faces and the rebellion in her 
was shattered as fast as it had surfaced. She ovaled her mouth 
and waited there for the slimy little dick. She would do it. The 
bristles movement convinced her anything was better than them...

"Oh baby you don't know the nights I beatoff thinking of you like 
this. Now you spill one drop, and I'll see if I can find some 
bigger bristles for tomorrows trotting session myself." The 
producer said advancing on Victorias waiting oral cavity.

"AHAHAHAHAHA man this it the way I imagined it. You swallowing 
my piss and my providing it for you. You don't know...." the 
producer said blissfully.

To Victoria the piss seemed to go on forever. The fowl smell was 
everywhere and her stomach growled in rebellion but she controlled 
it. She took it all and then the bastard said,

"Suckie suckie now and show me those talented lips and tongue at 
their best. Too bad we don't have a tattoo kit here. I loved the 
slick red lips during your news coverage." the producer said as 
Victoria strained to please her tormentor.

"I gots a tattoo kit right here. What shade or red you wants 
um.... Fire Engine Red, Candy Apple, or more toward the Violet? 
Won't take bet a few minutes to get it set up." Ralph added 

Victoria if anything quickened her sucking. Maybe they wouldn't.

"NA.....not this time. She is doing it soo good I want to just 
enjoy the feeling. Lets see a little bobbing action bitch. Lick 
and bob......Yea like that... I going to give you a gallon. You 
beautiful wide mouth cock sucking bitch. This is just as AHAHA." 
the producer commented and then he withdrew. "I don't know. I go 
back to the editing and when I'm ready we will try again. If you 
are real good then maybe I'll talk Ralph out of the key and take 
that thing off you. Next time..."

Victoria was furious, She had surrender her mouth to this slimy 
prick, drank his piss and she glared at him as he walked away. 
She shifted and the bristles reminded her why a show of rebellion 
was no good. She slumped down and sought a position that caused 
her less pain. she knew that when he came back she would do it 
again...anything to get these damn things out of he cunt and ass 
hole.

**********************************************

Cathy was double fucked a couple of times and triple fucked once 
but little Sue and her small holes proved the hit of the gang 
rape.

The exuberance of their youth caused the coach to marvel the 
boys. Those fuckers could come right back. After a while the 
coach call a halt to the festivities.

"You'll be in training and gots to gets to bed. Go on home get 
your rest. I don't want these whores to ruin the team. Remember 
we gots to play a game Saturday. Any you fuckers don't do these 
wuses on the other team in, I going to cut your balls off 
personally. Now hit the showers." Larry demanded.

The boys reluctantly withdrew from the now cum covered girls and 
started for the showers.

"Did I teach you'll better than that. You get back here and take 
the pussies with you. You clean these whores up. I gots to take 
um in my car and I don't want no cum coated pussy juice leaking 
all over my ride. Now clean um up good. And hurry up. I gots 
places to be." Larry demanded from the tired team.

the girls did not offer any resistance. The showers felt good. 
The willing male hands cleaned out the formally privates of the 
females till they were all nice and pink.

The comatose females went into the duffel bags and were deposited 
in Larrys trunk. This was getting to be a regular routine. Team 
work, that what it was allright.

Wearily Larry locked up the school grounds and drove off into the 
night happily. <Things sure looking good for this poor black 
coach> 

More to come.......

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                          Coach 19
                         by Paladin

Larry was at the gate by 2 am and rang the bell. He rang and rang 
and finally the speaker answered,

"Who dat crazy mother fucker. I done told you'll I ain't opening 
till 10am. Now goes home and let a poor black man gets some 
sleep."

"Ralph you crazy mother fucker, OPEN THIS GATE AND LET ME IN!!! 
Afore I breakes it down." Larry demanded.

"Oh it's you. Did you gets the fillies?? I ain't letting you in 
till I is sure that I has to. You be an uppedy nigar and I..." 
Ralph began...

"Stop that jive talk and let the man in" The producer demanded 
over the speaker. "You know Larry is got the merchandise. He is a 
good procurer. Now hit the damn buzzer."

"OK OK But the mother best be with the goods." Ralph grumbled.

BUZZZZ ...   BUZZZZ ....

The gate swung open and Larry drove the old large car inside. The 
gate slammed shut guaranteeing the security of this unusual 
farm.

As he opened the door of his car Ralph and the producer gathered 
at the rear bumper. Larry opened the trunk and revealed not one 
but two wiggling duffel bags.

"What the hell you do fool? You'se supposed to bring us A ... A 
pony. What is this shit. You crazy???" Ralph demanded. 
"Don't you know how to count niggar. You supposed to be a 
college graduate."

"It be a two-fer sale, man. Don't you know nothing?" Larry 
laughed. "You wants I take um back. I gots a deal on um."

The producer demanded, "Stop the bickering and get um inside so 
we can see um in the light. Ralph the boy done good. Now help 
him and no more jiveing."

"Yea Yea, I just hopes they be good enough for my standards. 
After all I gots my reputation to think of." Ralph added as he 
grabbed a squirming bag and started for the barn.

As Larry grabbed the other bag the producer said, "Yea You done 
good. This could be your regular trade if you give up sports."

"Man what you say? I going to be famous as the winning's coach 
in this state and you wants me to settle for bunch of pussy 
ponies. Man you must be crazy." Larry said.

Inside the barn Larry fumbled with his ring of keys to unlock the 
bags. Intentionally he drew out the process to stay the center 
of attention. He knew that when the bags contents were disclosed 
he would fade into obscurity very quickly.

After two trips through his keys he proceeded to unlock the bags. 
The bags were raised by the handle and disgorged their nude female 
prisoners.

"Man what for you brings me this." Ralph said indicating little 
Sue. "Don't you know nothing bout minimum size? This one so small 
you should of throwed it back. HAHAHA I don't think this un be up 
to pulling a sulkie in competition ever."

"Now this un will do but that un, no sense in wasting time with 
it. It never train up to snuff." 

The producer intervened, "Ralph don't be too hasty. Some of my 
biggest distributors are in the east. They see a lot of round eyed 
pussy. I'll bet their is a market for this little slant eyed 
bitch. I want to keep her for the race. With a special sulkie and 
a small jockey...."

"What you say?? I got to get a special sulke soo small and who 
going to be light nuff to drive the bitch and not bog her down?" 
Ralph demanded. "Be real expensive, and it ain't coming out of 
my end. That's a fact Jack. You gots to foot the bills for it."

"Don't look gift pussy in the mouth fool." Larry demanded. "This 
here one be good material." Indicating Cathy. "She be dickable 
and she got big ass and legs to match. Not too much tit but 
well.."

The girls were almost cationic. the abduction, the gang rape and 
now being pawed over and discussed like animals. It was too much 
for the young females. They just lay there on the straw floor and 
hoped it was all a nightmare that they would awaken from soon.

"Well this is the material you got to work with. You claim to be 
a trainer do your shit. You got customers coming at 10 remember. 
I got an idea who could drive this little one in the race but you 
got to do your part. Do get to it." the producer ordered.

"Man it be late and I be tired with all the shits I had to do 
with the previous batch. I going to bed after I chain um up." 
Ralph answered. "You wants um trained now, you goes ahead. Use 
your little cut dick to direct the proceedings."

Larry also felt weary and chimed in, "Yea let's fix um up and get 
some shut eye, least till sun up. Sides I needs to be breed 
again with the little blond. She sure is sweat with her tanned 
hide and big tits. Not like the pale pussy red there."

So the men fasten the new nudes into vacant stalls and went to 
bed, after another breeding session, that is.

The new additions were fitted with collars and leather harnesses. 
For them the night mare continued.

****************************************

When the sun rose over the horizon, the men reluctantly rose from 
their sleeping places and sought to plan the day over a leisurely 
breakfast. No one seemed in any great hurry to get to the work.

It was decided to hold little Sue back from the auction as she 
would not bring much and could prove interesting in the future 
race. So the four girls were oiled and readied for their training 
with the large wheel. Ralph adjusted the break on the wheel as 
their were now four sets of legs and backs straining to keep it 
in motion.

The thirst drove the old ponies to excel but the new one had to 
be convinced with the whip. Ralph aimed for the ass and calves on 
Cathys virgin flesh. Soon she learned to lift those knees and 
show that pussy like the rest. She did not like it. It went 
against every thing she had learned about lady like behavior, but 
the stinging flick of the whip convinced her to abandon previous 
norms.

By now Joan and Alice were old hands at it and escaped the 
attention of this stinging lash the best. Victoria was still 
obstinate and the maddening thirst caused her to want to stop at 
each revolution of the wheel. The whip drove her on but she 
constantly tried to cover her cunt lips. Ralph was experienced at 
this and never failed to correct her cadence and open legged 
walk.

Cathy was new to this and she was sure that each step would be 
her last. The teaching lash convinced her to step lively and the 
hot morning sun caused her to sweat out any spare moisture she 
had had.

The buzzer sounded at 9:30 but the men let it ring till 10. No 
preferences, this time. No free rides.

Precisely at 10 Ralph hit the buzzer, letting in the anxious 
customers.

A swirl of dust came swiftly from the gate bringing the customers 
to the straining merchandise. The producer was hidden in the 
control room. Larry had dragged and stocked the Bar Cart. It 
was positioned in the position indicated by the producer to allow 
maximum coverage of the one remote camera and a wireless mike was 
hidden inside insuring good audio pickup.

A raised platform was positioned in the training ring. The 
'trainees' were kept at their mindless task prancing around and 
around. The effect was exotic and not wasted on the arriving 
customers.

All the customers from yesterdays meeting were there eagerly 
looking over the 'ponies'. They all stayed in the shade of the 
bar carts umbrella and sipped their cold beverages. The new 
'pony' drew the most interest and comment.

"Looks like a strong bitch. Good legs and not soo much tit meat 
to be slapping in the breeze as the blond un. This bitch could be 
a winner." George commented, "Wide hips too, good for folding."

"You men all you think of is fucking the bitches. You just don't 
appreciate the sport of racing. I think that after I win this 
event this year I will sell out and tap my ponies for folding." 
Stella said disgusted, "I will make a fee and sell the issues."

"Don't give us that, you old witch. You love the sport and the 
sights of the race too much to retire. You will be here every 
year the commission holds a race. I'd love to drive that fat ass 
of yours in front of my sulkie some day. I'd get you to give a 
real record performance." Angela declared.

"Dream on you lezzie bitch. I'll see you pulling Ralphs hay wagon 
with load of my nephews fraternity friends up into the hills after 
I win this years event." Stella commented, "Then they will make a 
real woman of you and your little bitch."

"Mommie make her stop.... I don't like her. Make her..."

"Now ladies be no need for hostilities here. I done, at great 
spence and effort brung in another mare for you'se pleasure. No 
kneed to argue and fight. Just picks out one and......" Ralph 
started off.

"I want the red mained bitch." declared Nick.

"No I saw her first I wants that un. You take the new one." 
George argued.

"I want the big titted Blond" Stella demanded.

"Now folks you knows it is going to be a silent auction. Just 
like normal. You looks over the merchandise and comes to me with 
your bids and checks. After all the ponies been bid on I 
announces the  winner and gives back the low bids."

"Now no more bickering or I going to fine you'se for disturbing 
the proceedings."

Alice was released from the wheel and led to the raised platform 
and secured. All the hands went over her assets. Not a word was 
spoken. All the customers filed by Ralph and deposited their bids.

Joan was next, then Victoria.

"Look mommie that one looks just like the news girl on Ch...." 
Betty was cautioned to silence by Angela. Ralph sculled but after 
all she was not use to the auction procedure. 

Ralph raised his finger and admonished Angela to keep her quiet.

Betty was silent but this did not stop her exploring the ponies. 
Her little hands did everything that the grown folks did. After 
all she was learning.

This caused much embarrassment of the captive sweating nudes. 
Having to endure a grown man or woman was bad enough but being 
subject to a childs attention was degrading.

Cathy balked and Ralph had to drive her sobbing to the platform 
and her tears were flowing like rain when little betty did her 
inner labia testing. Cathy wanted to die....

With all the stock again secured to the wheel, Ralph snapped his 
whip and the ponies began again their endless journey around the 
dusty track.

The customers retired to the shade and Larry pored another drink 
for all but Betty. She got her soda and ran to again control 
Joans sex lips. Happily Betty drank her cold soda and truged 
beside Joan firmly holding her Labia.

More later...

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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.........

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