Back In Town

I followed Helen out of the dungeon and back into the main part of the house. I had a hard time keeping my eyes off of her body as we walked to the room where Helen had planed on showing me the blueprints of my house. Helen told me she did most of her work in the drawing room which was up on the third floor.  When we entered I saw that it was a large room with beautiful oriental rugs scattered about on highly polished hard wood floors.

There were big windows that looked out over a large courtyard many feet below. In the distance I could see what looked like a stable and an area that was fenced in and looked like a track where horses could be raced. The stable was quite some distance from the house as was the track. I was quickly beginning to figure that Helen lived on one hell of a large piece of property.

"Sarah dear, be a doll and help me unlace my corset. I can do the boots, but with the laces in the back I can not reach them." It was if Helen was reading my mind. Helen was ravishing and I wanted to get closer to her. I wanted to touch her. I think I wanted to kiss her. I know I wanted to kiss her. I just had trouble dealing with it. I thought about kissing her pussy, having her spread her legs and licking her to an orgasm.  I was more confused now than ever. I could not get Sally out of my mind but at the same time visions of making love to Helen were popping up also.

Helen walked towards where I was standing. I had drifted close to the large windows looking out towards the track. I was beginning to see activity, but turned away and concentrated on the task at hand. This was not easy to do. Helen smelled so good, and her breasts were magnificent; the corset was pushing them up and out. Her nipples were hard and well extended. Her skin was soft and moist. Helen looked and she smelled magnificent.

"That’s it dear, just start at the top and work your way down. It is quite tight and I will be happy to get out of this."

I did what Helen said, starting at the top. I could feel her skin; it was warm to the touch, and ever so soft. As I unlaced the corset it gradually opened and finally just dropped to the floor. This left Helen completely naked except for her boots. My heart was beating so fast that I was afraid Helen would hear it...or worse yet, see the sweat that was building up on my forehead and the wetness down at my pussy. I tried to act calm and cool but it was hard. I was trying to determine if Helen suspected how turned on I was. Well if she did suspect that I was as hot as a night in July in New Orleans, than she certainly wasn't letting on to it. Helen acted as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

Helen sat down on a beautiful couch and put her legs up on an ottoman. "You know dear, I am so tired, would you be a doll and help me with my boots. Rachelle is normally around to help, but she will be occupied with Sally for a while, and I am so tired."

Helen stretched out even more as I knelt on the floor in front of her. I was in a good position to finally get a good look at her womanhood as her legs were slightly spread. However, I did not want Helen to see me staring at her. I started unlacing one of the boots and then tried to steal a glance at Helen's pussy. Helen's pussy was clean shaven except for a small vertical line of light pubic hair that added to her sexuality, and she had a number of rings attached to her pussy.  The next thing I knew Helen and I made eye contact. I needed to break the ice to see where this was all headed.

"Helen this is a beautiful room. I see you have a stable and a track. Do you have horses? If so I would love to see them. I used to ride when I was growing up."

“Well, we have ponies and occasionally we have a horse or two for special occasions. Yes, I would love for you to see my ponies. We might not have time today, but we will try. "

By that time, both boots were off and Helen asked if I didn’t mind waiting for a few minutes while she went and put on some clothes. I walked back over to the large windows as Helen was leaving the room.

"Rachelle should be up any minute with drinks and something to munch on before dinner."

I was lost, in another world; I heard Helen but was too pre-occupied with my thoughts to answer. I was also keenly interested in knowing what was going on in that barn. I could see three women near the barn dressed in riding clothes. From what I could tell they all looked fairly young, maybe a few years older than me. They kept going back and forth between the barn and the track.  Time must have flown by because I heard Helen come back into the room. She walked over to the window just as I saw each of the dressed women walking out of the barn towards the track with a woman in tow. Each of the women being led was stripped naked except it looked as if they had some sort of shoes or boots on. It was too far to tell. Each woman was being led with a chain that appeared to be hooked to a collar of some sort around their necks. The naked women had something in their mouths, maybe dental gags, No; it looked more like a horse bit.

"Let’s close these drapes. That afternoon sun can be quite warm and the air conditioning up here has a hard time keeping up." With that Helen closed the drapes and the spectacular show that was going on out there was not going to be witnessed by myself any longer.

Just as I was trying to collect my thoughts and keep from getting any wetter, Rachelle walked in with a tray. Two glasses for wine, shrimp, crackers, cheese, and a bottle of wine was set down on a table near a few comfortable chairs where Helen motioned me to sit. Rachelle was totally naked except for some body jewelry and some very appealing shoes that made her long thin legs look even longer and thinner.

"That will be all Rachelle; you are excused, but please check on dinner and call us in 45 minutes or so." With that Rachelle left and again my brain was in high gear. Helen made small talk for a few minutes, complaining about the air conditioning system and how she needed to replace it. Helen had a summery blouse and thin pants on. They were very light weight and I could see her thong right through the material. I wasn’t paying any attention to what Helen was saying. I was too caught up with my own thoughts. First Sally, spread out and being sexually tortured in Helen's dungeon, Rachelle walking around nude and not even giving it a second thought, and the things going on at the barn were really capturing my imagination.  Not to mention Helen and the way she was dressed and undressed.

I have read about so called pony girls. I have seen pictures of them, but always figured it was more of a porno thing than anything else. I never thought much about it, but the few times I saw pictures of them, I had found the whole idea incredibly erotic. The women in the pony girl pictures were always quite beautiful as were these women.

My G-d I thought, Helen has a stable with naked pony girls! I could not take it any longer! I needed relief! I needed to clear my head, and get some fresh air!  I needed to stop thinking about whipping Sally! I need to cum! I think I needed to masturbate more than anything else!

"Helen, I need to use the ladies room, do you have one near by." Helen took me by the hand and walked me down a long hallway past a number of doors and we finally reached a bathroom. I thanked her and she told me to meet her back in the drawing room and of course I agreed. I gave her that girly look and said, “I might be a few minutes" and of course Helen told me to take as long as I needed.

The bathroom was huge. It was bigger than my apartment. Shelves with towels and linens were everywhere. A beautiful sunken tub, a toilet of course, a steam room and a sauna were all there. A bar with glasses and different items to drink was also included. Nothing looked out of the ordinary from the standpoint of toys to play with or things like that.  However, there was a sofa and after locking the door I pulled my pants down, and got down on my knees.  I put my head down on the sofa, closed my eyes, and started my journey to the promised land. I tried to drag it out, but I was so hot and Horney I wanted to cum faster than a 16 year old boy who had just gotten into his first vagina. I was moaning louder than I can ever remember, but with my head buried in the pillows I don't think anyone heard me. I could feel my orgasm gather steam. I was like a run away train, totally out of control. I continued to stroke, I was so hot, I was so close. I wanted it so bad. I needed release. I was so worked up.   I kept thinking of Sally and her breasts that were tied so tightly they were turning colors. I could hear Sally begging for release, begging me to help her, begging me for mercy. I kept thinking about the thrill I got when I heard Sally beg me for mercy. Yes at first I was shocked to see Sally being sexually tortured. I think what scared me more than anything was that I knew Sally was down in that dungeon now, being horribly tortured. Yes, sexually tortured and humiliated and I was masturbating as I thought about Sally. The fact she is down there did not seem to be bothering me. All I cared about was my release. Just as I was about to go over the top someone knocked on the door. "Sarah, are you ok, you have been gone for such a long time"? My G-d it was Helen. I had to stop masturbating or Helen would hear me. "No I am fine, be out in a minute, just had a little upset stomach". "Ok, Sarah, I will meet you back in the drawing room and I will get something for your tummy. " I did not answer, I just lay on the couch, frustrated. Denied, just at the brink. I was so close. I needed release so badly. I thought about how Sally must feel, probably the same as I. Desperately needing release, but always being turned back. What else could I do? I had to pull myself together. I had to get back, I was afraid I would run out of excuses for taking so long.

Needless to say I was terribly disappointed but when I thought about  the erotic feelings that I got when I saw naked Rachelle enter the drawing room with the food and drinks. Well, I thought that sooner or later I would have some privacy and get my satisfaction. Of course Helen was turning me into mush and with what  was going on in the stable and of course Sally. I wonder what happened to her. Is she still down there? Yes, sooner or later I would get my release and it certainly will be well earned.

Was it wrong for me to be thinking these things? My g-d, I reasoned that any normal woman with a normal sex drive would be turned on by what I had witnessed over the last few hours. I would have to be deaf, dumb and blind not to be soaked from the goings on today. That line of thinking made me feel better. I was ready to go back to the drawing room, have a drink with Helen, go over the blue prints, eat dinner, and than get the hell out of Helen's house and maybe not come back from quite some time. I thought about this a second time. I replayed my rationalities to myself. Yes, I can do this. I pulled my pants up. Freshened up a bit and left for the drawing room.

As I retraced my steps one of the doors that Helen and I had passed on the way to the bathroom was slightly open. I peeked in and nobody was in it. This room also faced outward toward the courtyard, the stable, and the track. I thought I was dreaming when I looked out and saw what appeared to be the same three women dressed in riding gear with the three naked women. Each well dressed woman was holding a  leash attached to their high neck collars. They were in the courtyard and as I watched I could not believe my eyes. Each naked woman was kneeling on the ground. They were  in a row very close together and they all looked very scared. A piece of heavy wood more like a beam about three feet high stuck out of the ground vertically in front of each woman. A cross beam was attached to the vertical beam forming a large "T". The cross beam was like a stockade used in the middle ages. I watched as  each woman was forced to lay her neck in a crevice fit just so her head would be sticking out. There were similar type areas at each end of the cross beam for their hands. Once their heads and hands were placed on the heavy horizontal beam, an upper beam was put in place and the kneeling women were locked in place. During the procedure I got a chance to see each of the naked woman's faces and yes indeed, they were wearing what looked like horse bits. The women were all young, with beautiful figures and quite attractive. They all had long hair pulled back in tight pony tails. This gave them a more erotic look. The trainers or handlers for lack of a better name walked around their soon to be victims. It looked like they were taunting them. Stroking their backs and pinching their breast.  These women  looked slightly older but they too were all goddess like in their looks with beautiful figures. They were all carrying thin whips and it looked like they were going to use them on the naked women. I opened a small window off to the side to see if I could hear what was going on. Each of the kneeling pony girls began to scream as the whip came down hard on them. So hard that I could hear the whip snap as it cut into the pony girl's skin. The whip had come down three or four times on each pony girl but then I heard a door open down the hall so I quickly left the room. As I scurried out of the room I could hear the crack of whips on the bare flesh. The screams became more distant as I hurried back to the drawing room. 

I tried to calm myself  as I opened the door to the drawing room. I know I was sweating, and I could swear I smelled my own juices that were now freely flowing but luckily being caught by the front of my thong. Helen suggested we look over the blueprints for two of the guest bedrooms. As Helen went over one detail after another, I could not stop thinking about the "activities"  taking place in the courtyard. I tried to listen for more screaming, but we were too far away and with the widows closed it would have been difficult to hear anyone from that distance. Nevertheless, I drifted off and had a terrible time concentrating on the improvements for my home that Helen was discussing.

True to her orders, Rachelle lightly knocked on the door and entered. She was now dressed in quite an erotic latex maids outfit and politely told Helen that dinner was ready.

Dinner was rather uneventful compared to what had been going on. The dining room was spectacular. More Orientals, beautiful tapestries on the walls, windows all around. The dining room had a light and upbeat atmosphere. The table was huge, but Rachelle had place settings so that Helen and I were right across from one another.

"Well Sarah, we still have other blueprints to review, but I think we need a break. However,  I do have good news for you. I expect the last of the bedrooms to be finished by next week. Today is the first; I think you could plan on moving in, say on the 15th. There still may be work to be done after you move in, but I know you want out of that dreadful apartment and anything my workers do would be while you are at work during the day so there will not be any inconvenience to you."

This was one thing that I did hear and digest. I told Helen that would be wonderful and that I looked forward to moving in. We adjourned to another room after dinner and had a glass of sherry. Helen insisted that I stay over in that it was getting  late and that I had already consumed over three glasses of wine, and that was not counting the sherry and a mixed drink earlier.

"Sarah, I insist and will not take no for an answer. I will have Rachelle take you to one of my  guest rooms whenever you are ready." I thought about it, and I certainly did not need a DUI. Plus I was dead tired and it being a Friday night, figured I would stay. 

"Well then it is settled. Rachelle will take you up to your guest room if you are ready and if you like she will give you a glorious massage. I bet you could use one"