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As Sledge came back into the room, Deek shouted out,” pick two other lookers for the gents, no make it three and we'll balance one cart with the fillies today.” Sledge apparently agreed and the two of them set about releasing the four from the shackles. On the end where Jazzy was fastened, Deek opened an old fashioned lock with a key and lifted the top bar holding the women's tits in place. “Slide out gel,” he told Jazzy, “just lean yourself back and slide them tits away.” Jazzy sat back on her haunches, her swollen tits freed from the bars. She almost rested her ass against her feet on the carpeted kneel post and then stared down the line. She could see Sledge picking out three other women. First a long sleek back woman with high full tits, the tips tinted burgundy, her slick pony tail hanging black and long to her waist. The bands Sledge began to wrap on her nipples were a lighter red to match her gaping cunt lips. He readied her in the same method as Deek had done to Jazzy earlier.
“That there's Moot and she's a favorite around here,” Deek told her. We always try to pull her out with the new fillies to train.” Moot had a crystal pink bulb projecting from her ass that Sledge twisted in deeper as he bound it in and made her loin piece. Jazzy felt her ass muscles tighten as she watched with wide eyes, not believing this place and still wondering if all this were real. “Hurry up Sledge, I gotta get this lock back in place and you know I can't leave the new gel!” he shouted down to Sledge.
Jazzy's own hair was also long except blond and she typically always wore it in a ponytail anyway, but never pulled and slicked back as tightly as it was today. All the women had the same ponytails fashioned on their heads. They were high, each reaching down waist long. Moot's nipples finished she stood now, and with her legs slightly spread peed into Sledge's open mouth. He then reached up and suckled her cunt lips and she bent slightly at the knees allowing him better access like she enjoyed this treatment! When he felt the large pink cunt lips puckered out enough he sat back licking the drops of piss from his own lips. “Thanks Moot, you got the tastiest piss in the stable,” he told her. Moot actually seemed to preen and prance on her bare feet.
“What was going on here,” Jazzy wondered. Moot's heavy breasts hung slightly then jutted out as Sledge tweaked the long nipple ends pulling at the remaining weight as he fingered her cunt for her. Jazzy could see the shudders running through Moot's thighs from where she sat. “Hurry up Sledge!” Deek whined loudly, “I wanta be done already.” Sledge got up and grinned down at Jazzy as he leaned in and dropped a pearl of saliva on the end of each of Moot's exposed nipple ends. Her nipples were wrapped and looking at least two inches long! Moot held them out proudly and gave Jazzy a long look. The butt plug up her ass gave it an even higher look than normal and Jazzy could swear Moot was enjoying this attention. Moot stayed in her place standing and waiting as Sledge left her.
Next Sledge moved to a redhead a few women down from Jazzy. Her skin was so white you could see the blue veins underneath it, her ponytail was almost a bright orange and wavy down her back. The creaminess of her skin contrasted wildly with her bright hair and her eyes were a clear light blue. The red tint on her breast tips had an orange glow about it and as she slid her massive tits from the shackles the orange butt plug gaping out of her asshole almost matched her hair and titties. She stood and bent forward slightly and Sledge reached down and twisted the plug viciously in circles. “I know what you like honey,” he crooned quietly to her. She gyrated her ass in circles as her turned the plug in her hole. Jazzy could see a thin white liquid run from her ass cheeks. Deek's slimy mouth close to Jazzy's ear whispered, “That's Queenie, she likes the plug, hers has little feelers on the end inside her.” Jazzy was dumbstruck and wishing she could look away but she couldn't stop staring. Queenie bent low, her tit weights scraping the ground as Sledge reached around and tugged them both at once hard. Suddenly a stream of cum came shooting from Queenie's cunt with Sledge there to catch it with his long tongue. “Good gel,” he petted her ass as she writhed her ass on her hole plug. Jazzy could see her ass cheeks holding onto it tightly and squeezing it deeper inside herself. “Piss for me now baby,” Sledge said as his mouth opened wider to drink from her cunt hole. Queenie let a small stream of piss loose and shook her ponytail. Smacking his lips, Sledge quickly trussed up her nipples in orange leather in the same method of the two waiting. He didn't suck her cunt lips out of the binding like he did Moot. Instead he reached his hand and yanked them hard while Queenie's eyes popped wide and tears glistened in her eyes. He stuck his thumb inside her cunt, “maybe next time you'll give me more piss than that sugar,” he said gruffly to her. She looked about and then stood quietly with her legs spread open.
Deek piped, “Grab another cookie and hurry up about it, the Master's waiting on these fillies!”
“Gotta get um primed and ready,” grumbled Sledge as he made his third decision. At the far end was a brown-haired woman who looked older than the rest. Her tits were brown tipped and she seemed to be a bit overweight. “Gonna exercise this heifer Gwen today too,” Sledge mumbled. He pushed her tits through the two pipes and slammed her to the ground, her feet catching her big fleshy ass. Gwen's eyes flew open wide as the butt plug shoved its way deep into her ass. Sledge wasn't gentle with her he ground her ass cheeks around it and whipped the bindings on her. Looking down he hollered to Deek, “Why don't you come and suck on this fat cow's tits and cunt.” Deek got a twinkle in his eyes. “I don't care she's chucky, her piss is sweet as honey.” He scurried on down to Gwen. “Piss for old Deek sugar, come-on stand up.” Gwen looked around wildly and stood with her legs open and bent at the knees as Deek crawled in between them.
Nothing happened. He reached up and grabbed her nipple weights and pulled them both together as he suckled on her fleshy cunt lips. The quiet room listened as Gwen let out a loud stream of piss and Deek lapped and sucked at her cunt like a dog in heat. While her tits were pulled taunt from Deek pulling, Sledge wrapped the long brown ends in bright red leather. Deek got up and dropped a pearl of piss onto each fat nipple end from his tongue. “Honey, Sledge may not like you, but I think you're sweet.” Gwen eyed him gratefully.
After refastening the restraints onto the remaining kneeling women's tits and locking them in place, Sledge hollered, “Come-on fillies, you got a show to put on.”
The four women with their asses high and tightly bound, a visible plug protruding, they were rounded up together, their wrists still tied behind them although Jazzy's feet had been cut loose. No one else had the leg bindings she did and Jazzy guessed it was because they all seemed somewhat docile. Big hiking type boots and white socks were pulled from a long bin and laced up onto their eight feet. Jazzy had no clue what was taking place but it felt so good to finally be standing up, her feet in good solid shoes even if the rest of her was naked and trussed up.
Now Deek was pulling out mouth gear like you'd put in a horse's mouth. It was silver and finely made. Streaming along behind the mouthpieces was soft fine black leather. As Sledge popped out each mouth gag he just as quickly inserted the mouth piece. Fastening it behind their heads Jazzy was sorry she couldn't have a drink or move her mouth a little more. It was stiff and sore from the ball gag and now this metal thing had her lips pulled back tightly. She took it to mean none of them were ever allowed to talk.
Deek was dragging something into the room by two long handles. “Oh no!” Jazzy screamed in her head. “He's going to make us pull that thing.”
To be continued.
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