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CHAPTER 12
When we got to the stable yard I saw five nude women standing at attention with legs apart and hands behind the head. There were the two fat women, Piggy and Fatty, I thought I remembered them being called. And there were two younger slender women, one I recalled as being called Chelsea from my previous visit. The other girl near Chelsea was also slender but with larger tits. They looked as though they could be sisters. And the fifth woman was Sheila, whom I had bumped into when I arrived, and I knew from my kids.
Joanna slapped her crop beside her boot. “Down, sluts, on knees and forehead, asses up and heads down.” The women all dropped to their knees with foreheads on the ground and arms extended in front of them with palms flat.
“Join them, slut,” Rose barked at me.
“Yes, Mistress Rose, thank you Mistress” I replied, jumping to join them in the line. My head was on the pavement and my ass was thrust up as high as I could when I felt the crop slash across my thighs and then come smacking straight down on my cunt crack. I even found myself referring to it as a ‘cunt’ in my own head. I heard Joanna’s steps as she moved along the line, adding two or three slaps of her crop to each of us.
“Josie, take a basket and go fetch us some stable apples while I entertain us on these slut cracks,” Joanna said as she moved back along the line, striking and stroking each of us as she walked.
“Yes, Ma’am” Josie answered and I heard her shuffle around the back of the stable. Rose stepped forward, tapping a cane on the concrete floor.
“My turn now, darling,” she told Joanna as she cut the air with whooshing sounds of the cane. And in and instant she was on each of us, swinging hard and fast. I wasn’t keeping a count of the strokes since I knew with Mistress Rose that it wouldn’t matter anyway. I heard Josie’s heavy footsteps.
“Oh, here we are,” Joanna cooed. “Give one to each of them.”
Josie walked in front of each of us, and I glanced in front of me to see a horse turd on the concrete by my forehead.
“All right sluts, up on all fours and take that spicy apple into your mouth,”
Joanna ordered. “Then up on your knees with hands in position.”
We each sucked a horse turd into our mouths and took the required position. I glanced at Sheila on my right and saw the struggle on her face, trying not to bite or swallow on the shit in her mouth I was fighting back the drool of saliva that was welling up around the turd with its acrid taste and that disgusting smell wafting into my nose. Rose walked in front of us and randomly took a swat with her short crop. The first one landed on my left nipple and I tried not to clench my teeth and smash the horse crap in my mouth.
“I will expect to see those goodies to kept intact while you savor them,” Rose grinned, talking two quick swipes at Sheila’s tits, then pivoting and coming down hard on the huge globes of Piggy’s boobs, one, two, three in succession followed by two more on Piggy’s sagging belly fat.
Joanna took her longer crop and delivered a series of uppercut blows to Fatty’s big jugs, making them swing and bounce. Joanna stepped back and grinned broadly.
“Piggy and you too, Fatty. Pick up your tits by the nipples and pinch them good.” The two fat women obeyed, pulling their tits up high while Joanna cut back and forth with her crop on the already bruised undersides of their massive breasts. “Lift them higher and pinch them harder” she growled and started in again with crisscross strokes of her crop. “Good,” Joanna smiled. “Now hold them there until I tell you to drop them.” She stepped over in front of the two thin stable girls.
“I’ll bet your goodie snacks are still intact, eh girls? Let’s see.” The two girls bent forward and spit out their horse apples. Each one was slick with saliva but reasonably intact. Joanna rolled them in the dust and grime of the pavement with the toe of her boot, sending them rolling toward the two fat women.
“You two hogs, bend over and each take another one,” Joanna could hardly contain her glee as the fatties complied. I didn’t know how they could hold another one in their mouths, but I was just glad it wasn’t me.
“Now back up and take up those tits again, and I want to see those nipples pinched purple,” Rose added. Then she walked back to me and gave me a vicious slap across my right cheek then my left. It was all I could do not to gulp that turd down as I struggled to hold position. I could feel it in my mouth and it seemed as though I had bitten down into it. Oh God, what next, I thought.
Then Rose remembered that Irene was standing behind her, and she motioned with her cane for Irene to come and join the row with us. As Irene moved toward our line Rose stuck out her cane and tripped Irene so that she fell to her hands and knees right beside the basket with horse turds in it.
“Take one for yourself,” Rose snapped as she pushed Irene’s face into the basket. “And get over there in line.” Irene took a turd into her mouth and crawled toward where I was at the end of the lineup while Rose gave her four vicious whacks with her cane as she moved to us.
“Line up there, up on your knees with tits up and pinched!” Rose directed Irene with her cane as Irene took up her position with the rest of us. Rose took Irene’s chin in her hands, tilting it up before she hauled off with a hard slap to the cheek. Irene gasped and coughed and the smashed turd came spilling out of her mouth. She immediately crawled after it as Rose swung her cane and Irene scrambled to get the smashed turd back into her mouth.
“Add another one,” Joanna said, motioning to Chelsea to pick out another piece of horse shit for Irene’s mouth, and pointing so that Chelsea took it to Irene, who was struggling to catch her breath after Rose’s laying into her with the cane.
Chelsea pinched Irene’s nose and popped her on the chin and Irene opened up to take the second turd. Joanna turned to Sheila and me.
“Spit ‘em out and let’s be sure you’ve taken good care of them,” she said, with that acid tone in her voice. We both leaned forward and spit the horse apples onto the ground in front of us. Mine was slightly smashed but still intact. Sheila’s was flattened and deformed. She let out a groan as she saw it in the dirt in front of her nose, covered in her saliva. Joanna stepped in front of me and rolled my horse turd around with the toe of her boot, covering with dirt and grime, then she ordered me to pick it up in my mouth. Once I had it back in my mouth she grinned down at me
“Put it in that slut’s mouth,” she said, indicating Sheila. So I mumbled a quick ‘Yes, Mistress, thank you Mistress,’ as I crawled to Sheila and put my mouth on hers and spit out the turd. I started to pull away from her as I felt Rose’s cane on the back of my neck.
“Stay there and share that lovely gift,” she sneered. “Let’s have you pass it back and forth a bit,” she laughed. So there we were embracing, kissing and passing a horse turd from one mouth to another while Rose, Joanna and Josie all laughed and giggled.
“Sheilaslut, you will keep it in your mouth for the next 20 minutes,” Joanna finally said. “And Meredith, take the one she had in her mouth, the one she couldn’t take proper care of, and make it disappear up her sinful slut slit!” I tried not to register shock as I answered with “Yes Mistress Joanna, thank you Mistress” and crawled to the smashed piece of shit and turned back to Sheila to stuff it into her pussy, working my fingers up and in, with Rose and Joanna enjoying every second of our shared misery. Joanna turned to toward the two fatties with their cheeks bulging with an extra horse turd.
“I know how you two love to pleasure each other, so I have decided to give you a little chance for some. Take the horse apples from your mouths and stuff them up your own filthy cunt.” The two women said their appropriate ‘Thank yous’ and proceeded to stuff their own twats with horseshit.
“Now, you will be allowed to go over there under the large oak tree and pleasure each other for the next half hour,” Joanna grinned. The two women looked at one another and over at the shade tree, then back at Mistress Joanna.
“Oh, it won’t be so bad,” Joanna laughed, “I have already turned the power down a bit.” She turned toward Sheila and me. “You see the collars they each wear? They will deliver a variable shock when the bitch goes past the edge of the stable barn, but it will be worth it won’t it Piggy?” Piggy nodded, glancing over at Fattie.
“Then get moving pig sluts,” Rose added swinging her cane at each of them as the two women jogged toward the tree. As they passed the end of the barn each one jumped and howled as the shock hit, then they ran fast to the shade of the tree. Joanna turned to the two thin girls still kneeling in the dirt.
“You two go make sure they eat other’s pussy real good, then get the hose from the lower shed and give them a special cleaning,” Joanna cooed, smiling at the idea that the two obese lesbians would be sucking horse shit from each other’s cunts as part of their “pleasuring.” The younger women ran toward the tree, apparently not subjected to wearing shock collars.
When they reached the shade tree, they each grabbed a handful of hair from the two fatties on the ground and slammed a fat face into the other’s cunt, almost scrubbing the face back and forth as they yanked and pulled at the hair.
Then the two younger girls flipped the two fatties over in their sixty-none position so that Piggy was now on top. Muffled groans were heard from the two fatties as their faces were jerked into each other’s crotch again and again.
Mistress Joanna looked at Irene who was standing at attention behind where she and Mistress Rose lounged on the cart.
“Irene, go to the rack and fetch a bucket of cold water,” Joanna snapped.
“Yes, Mistress, thank you Mistress,” Irene answered as she ran to the wash rack at the far end of the stable. Joanna looked at Josie standing nearby.
“Josie, give Meredith another wash up, will you?”
“Yes, Ma’am, with pleasure,” Josie replied as she pulled out one of her squeeze bottles and squirted more stale piss all over my hair, my face and chest as I knelt there. Then Josie stepped to the side of the concrete pad and picked up a handful of dirt and came back to where I knelt to sprinkle the dirt all over me, laughing along with Joanna and Rose. About that time I saw Irene returning with a bucket.
“Good,” Joanna said, her voice almost a catlike purr. “Now Josie, rinse her off with the water.”
Josie took the bucket and I shuddered when the cold water hit my face and tits, then she slowly poured the rest of it over me. I wasn’t sure what was worse, the piss and dirt or the ice cold water to rinse it off.
“Now crawl over here and get the dust off my boots,” Joanna pointed. “At least with a rinse you won’t stink quite so much when you are close to me,” she smiled.
“Yes Mistress Joanna, thank you Mistress,” I answered as I crawled to her boots and began licking the light film of dust that has settled on them.
As I licked and polished the boots in front of me, I stole a couple of glances at the shade tree where the two thin girls were laughing and romping around the two fatties rolling on the grass as they sprayed them down with the hose and then swatted at them with it as well. Mistress Joanna turned her ankles for me to catch the other side of her boots and she reached out to grab a handful of my hair just to shake my head a bit.
“Pay better attention, slut,” Joanna snarled, “then you will do Mistress Rose’s boots, too.”
“Yes, Mistress Joanna, thank you Mistress,” I responded between licks, and just then I felt a vicious boot kick against my butt. Rose was right behind me following that first kick with another one. Then I heard her scuffing her boots in the dirt and I knew there would be some major cleaning coming along for me.
I didn’t thank Rose for the ass kicking, since I was trying to concentrate on Joanna’s boots, but the two harsh mistresses seemed to be all right with that.
The Mistresses continued to be entertained by the two fat women alternately going down on one another and trying to dodge the cold spray of the hose from the two slender sisters who seemed to really enjoy tormenting the big women.
Rose pushed my mouth away from her boots after I had licked and cleaned them until my tongue felt ready to fall out of my head. Joanna indicated Sheila where she still knelt with a horse turd in her mouth and another up her cunt.
“Meredith, go clean out Slut Sheila’s mouth and place the turd in her ass, then take the one from her cunt and place it in her mouth.” Joanna ordered.
“Yes, Mistress Joanna, thank you Mistress,” I answered as I crawled to Sheila and held out my hand. Sheila opened her mouth and spit the turd into my open palm then quickly turned and spread her ass cheeks open with her hands. The turd was slick with spittle but I still had to twist and screw it into her ass, finally smacking and ramming it in as Sheila gasped and flexed her sphincter and the turd disappeared.
I reached under Sheila and gently fingered her labia, trying to work the horse turd free when I felt Mistress Joanna’s crop across my ass.
“Stupid slut, you are to take that from her cunt with your mouth!” Joanna yelled.
“Yes, Mistress Joanna, thank you Mistress,” I answered as I crawled behind Sheila’s crotch and licked at her lips. Sheila had been shaved in Josie and Joanna’s “half-ass” pattern with her left labia being shaved and the right side was very hairy. I worked my tongue as I felt Sheila flexing to get it out to me. I nicked her with my teeth as I pulled and sucked and finally the wet sloppy turd popped out, sort of crushed and very slimy.
I took the horse turd and slid along Sheila’s back, turning to her and drawing her up to me as I kissed her deeply and slid the turd from my mouth to hers. I felt Mistress Joanna’s crop on my ass, then heard it strike Sheila’s too.
“Let’s see you two pass that thing back and forth a few times,” she sneered as she kept up a few more strokes on each our backsides.
“Yes, Mistress Joanna, thank you Mistress,” I answered just as Sheila popped it back into my mouth, and I heard Sheila answer the same as soon as her mouth was clear, then I took her to me again and we swapped the turd about six times when I heard Rose.
“Enough! Leave it with the slutsheila.” She demanded.
“Yes, Mistress Rose, thank you Mistress,” I answered as soon as I tongued it back into Sheila’s mouth, then dropped to forearms and forehead on the ground with ass in the air.
Mistress Joanna indicated that she was growing bored with the two fatties under the tree and she was issuing instructions to Josie that I couldn’t quite hear.
Next thing I knew was the stroke of the crop across my butt hole and Joanna ordering Sheila and me to get up and follow her. As we got to the cart, Joanna draped a loop of rope around each neck and took off, with us running to keep pace. We headed up the dreaded rock path with the stones biting into my feet that felt like they would be bleeding by the time we got to the top. AS we stopped outside the garage, I noticed that Sheila still had the turds in her mouth and ass as she struggled to breathe around the one in her mouth.
“Slut, take your shitty self down to the kennel and squat by the gate until
Fattie returns to remove your turds. You will then spend the evening in her care and I’m sure you will enjoy being her toilet seat tonight.
“Yes, Mistress Joanna, thank you Mistress,” Sheila mumbled as she headed back down the hill to the kennels. Joanna turned back to me.
“Get dressed and get out of my sight,” Joanna ordered. “And don’t forget your weekend assignment that is due on Sunday, and your appearance before the Committee on Monday afternoon. You will NOT disappoint me.”
“Mistress Joanna, you will not be disappointed in me,” I answered meekly as I headed into the garage to get my clothes fro the basket.
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