Change of Fortune

Change of Fortune

Chapter 7:  A whirlwind

The next several weeks were confusing, to say the least.  Laura was receiving calls and summonses from four owners instead of her normal two.  Benjamin and Diana would call weekly and generally wanted her to join her once each week.  Rose also called, but she stayed in touch with her property on a daily basis.  And Laura found herself at Rose's house at least once a week.  Sometimes, she would be summoned more than once a week.

And now Maggie was also calling to check up on her.  It seemed that Maggie had taken an interest in Laura's training since Laura would be hers during the feast, whatever that was.  Maggie was constantly interested in Laura's diet and exercise and was continuously making recommendations.

Jim was becoming agitated at the popularity of his wife.  On numerous occasions, he told her that enough was enough.  On each occasion, she reminded him that she had had enough and that it was not her idea in the first place to sell herself into slavery.  It had only been his inability to put food on the table that had resulted in her need to become a slave.  While that response did not improve his mood, it did tend to silence him.

Rose worked out a training program for herself and her new slavegirl .  Laura was surprised with the seriousness that Rose exhibited about the upcoming event.  The younger woman was determined that she and Laura were going to be the premier pony team and she pushed both of them to higher and higher levels of fitness.  What surprised Laura the most was that Rose was doing this of her own free will and had never served anyone before.  But she seemed to be absolutely committed to doing it well and even seemed to be looking forward to it.  Laura, on the other hand, saw very little that was appealing about it.  It seemed to her that this would be just one more in a long line of humiliations.  The only thing that she did like about it was that it gave her more time to spend with Rose, who she was starting to really grow fond of.

Rose made sure that they ran every other day and even added some weight training to the program for extra tone and strength.  Laura observed that her already-fit body was becoming even sexier and more toned.  She loved the way that every teenager stopped to gawk at her and the way that the teenagers' fathers eyes almost seemed to pop out of their heads when she went by.  “At least there's one advantage to slavery,” she thought.

Rose collected on Laura's debt at least twice each week.  With her commitment to Benjamin and Diana, this meant that Laura was away from her family about half the time.  Rose had come to the rescue by hiring a nanny for Laura's children, which relieved Laura of many of the basic tasks.

On the days when Rose summoned Laura for service, they would generally go for a long run and then bathe together afterwards.  After the bath, Laura would frequently have to pleasure Rose and was frequently pleasured in return.  Then they would take a nap together, with their bodies intertwined.  In the evenings, they would mostly chat and giggle.

Occasionally, Maggie would stop by for an inspection of “her property.”  Laura had a hard time seeing herself as Maggie's slave, however, since she was already owned by so many people.  And Laura really had difficulty picturing Rose as Maggie's slave since she was Maggie's daughter.  But Maggie did not seem to share any of those shortcomings and treated them both as if they were truly her property.

During most visits, Maggie simply conducted an inspection tour.  She would have the girls stand naked beside each other, either in the living room or outside by the pool.  Inevitably, she had a crop with her that assisted her in her inspections or was used to quickly correct one of the slavegirls .  Breasts and chins were lifted by the crop.  Inner thighs were tapped to encourage one or both of the girls to spread their legs further.  And when she wanted to indicate a particular part of the body, the crop served as her pointer.

She was not shy about using it for punishment either.  If one of the girls failed to answer a question, she would strike the most available part of the exposed body.  What did they eat since her last visit?  How far were they running?  Were they looking forward to serving her at the Equus ?

On one occasion, Laura witnessed a strange exchange between mother and daughter.  Maggie had instructed Rose that she was to be hairless from the neck down so that the two ponies would be an even better match.  Rose refused and Maggie, with her ever present crop, slashed it across Rose's left breast sending it bouncing wildly on her chest.

“ Owww !!!  That hurt!!!”

“It was supposed to hurt.  That's why they call it punishment.”

“But jeeesshhhh .  Did it have to be so hard?  I mean, after all, this is only a game,” complained Rose.

“Listen baby doll,” Maggie said as she lifted Rose's chin with the tip of the crop so that the two were looking directly into each other's eyes.  “This is no game.  You are a slave.  You are owned.  I bought the rights to you.  You should be thankful that it was me who purchased your rights.  Who knows what some others might expect from you.”

“Besides,” she went on,  “I didn't sell you into slavery.  You did.  If you wanted to make the rules yourself, then you should have remained a top.”

“But I am a top!” exclaimed Rose.

With that remark, Maggie slowly circled Rose, letting the crop trail over her daughter's naked flesh.  When she got behind Rose, she reached out and squeezed each rounded bottom cheek.  When she finally stood in front of Rose, she reached out and lifted one of her breasts in each hand, bending down slightly to flick the nipples with her tongue.

“You don't look like a top to me.”

This comment caused Rose to blush furiously and to quickly lower her eyes.   “And you don't act like a top,” Maggie went on.  “But maybe someday you will be a top again.  Until then, you belong to me.  And Benjamin and Diana, of course.”  Rose was obediently shaven between her legs for Maggie's next visit.

“I hate it when she calls me baby doll” complained Rose after Maggie had left.  But she appeared to be more compliant during future inspection tours.

Maggie was also interested in the sex lives of the two slaves.  She insisted that each of the girls fully describe what they had done sexually since her last visit.  This embarrassed both of them to no end, which was probably why Maggie did it.  For Laura, it was embarrassing because she was not used to discussing her sexual activities with anyone.  For Rose, it was equally embarrassing because she was not accustomed to discussing those things with her mother.  But they gradually grew less inhibited about describing what they had done.

On one occasion, neither girl had engaged in any sexual activity since the prior visit.  Maggie found this to be totally unsatisfactory and explained that they needed to be constantly aroused during their training so that they would be ready on a moment's notice during the Equus .  She took a seat in the living room and instructed the girls to pleasure one another while she looked on.  This was met with a torrent of complaints and refusals but, after a shower of blows by the crop, the two girls were locked together in a 69 and furiously lapping away at each other's sexes.

Laura seemed to have an easier time with this than Rose did.  For Rose, this was the ultimate humiliation and she wished that she were anywhere but where she was.  Laura, on the other hand, was starting to adore Rose more and more and it was easier for her to make love to her fellow slavegirl , despite the knowledge that she had an audience and was being assessed.  Plus, it was the first time that she had pleasured Rose since Rose had removed all of her pubic hair and Laura found the new nudity to be very erotic.

After a couple of visits to the Holcombs , Benjamin and Diana started training Laura for the pony weekend.  Laura was made to run through the fields and pull a cart.  Diana started to train her to prance by raising her knees high in the air.

But shortly after Laura realized that she was being trained for the Equus , she felt guilty.  She had thought that she and Rose would be trained together during the two days before the Equus event.   And she knew that Rose had been going out of the way to make sure that the two of them were in shape for the event.  It just didn't seem right that she should be receiving extra instruction without Rose.  So she talked with Benjamin.

“Master, I thought that you were going to train us together.”

“What do you mean, pet?” he responded.

“I'm sorry Master.  I don't mean to second guess you.  But I thought that you were going to train Rose and me together.”

“Don't worry about upsetting me with a question, girl.  But to set your mind at ease, we are planning on training the two of you together.  She will be joining you two days before the event and we plan on spending a lot of time turning the two of you into a team.”

“But Master.  Why wait?  We could be training together now and become even better.”

Benjamin laughed.  “Well that's an exciting thought, pet. But there's a difference between you and Rose.  We own you.  We only have rights to Rose during the Equus and for the two days before it.”

“Yes Master,” replied Laura politely.  “But she volunteered to be your slave during the Equus .  Perhaps she might volunteer to be your slave during these training sessions also.  I know that she has been working very hard and that she wants to please you during the event.  May I ask her if she would like to come with me when I am summoned?”

“Who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth,” replied Benjamin with a smile.  “No pun intended.  Of course you may ask her.  But I have just two cautions for you.  First, don't be disappointed if she says no.  She is a free woman until we claim her and she may choose to remain free until that time.  And second, you should make it clear that, if she decides to join you, then she is adding to her time of slavery.  She should understand that she will be a slave just like you and that those days will not act as replacements for the days that she has already committed to.  Do you still think that she will join you?”

“I don't know Master,” replied Laura.  “But thank you for allowing me to ask her.”

Laura's question and demeanor and innocence left Benjamin totally disarmed.  He was extremely aroused by Laura.  Laura's naivete only enhanced his arousal.  And the thought of having Rose as his slave for additional days had his cock threatening to tear through his pants.  But Laura's innocence left him in a quandary.  He wanted to ravish his slavegirl but was afraid that he might be angering the gods if he did.  It would almost be like taking a saint.

The next morning, Laura told Rose about her conversation with Benjamin.  She had expected a quick rejection and some equally quick punishment.  What she got instead was, “What the Hell.  Sounds like fun.”

“But he wanted me to be sure that you understood that you would be a total slave to he and Diana.  I don't think that it will be a game or anything.”

“No problem,” replied Rose.  “I think I'm starting to like this side of things.  Of course, I plan on going back to the top side.  But this is a fun vacation.   At least it is as long as nobody calls me baby doll.”

Laura called Benjamin later that day, but he was not at home.  She described the conversation that she had had with Rose and, by nightfall, both girls were naked at the feet of Benjamin and Diana.  They spent the evening being taught posture and poise and grace by Diana and being fucked once each by Benjamin.  It appeared that having two slavegirls in the house was doing wonders for his libido.

There were several summonses for Laura and, each time, she brought Rose.  Each girl focused intently on her lessons and each grew more accomplished with each class.  Benjamin continued to want to sample their wares each evening that they were in his home, and occasionally Diana wanted a taste of pleasure also.  But each night, they were bedded down together so that they could sleep or do whatever slavegirls do on their own time.

During one of Maggie's visits to Rose's house, she brought along an unexpected guest.  Afterwards, both Rose and Laura decided that the guy must have been gay.  He was just too too affected.  But the visit had been pretty embarrassing and unsettling.  Maggie had strolled into the house unannounced and the “swisher” had followed quickly behind her.  Maggie announced that this was a fitting and ordered the two girls to strip, which caused the girls to start giggling furiously since they were already naked.

Maggie stopped her imperial approach at that point and then had her cohort take over.  He told them that he was tailoring some harnesses for them for the day of the feast.  One at a time, each of the naked giggling girls had strips of leather wrapped around them while the tailor marked things and jotted down notes.  Eventually, Maggie led her friend back out the front door and the two naked slavegirls fell to the floor together laughing for all they were worth.

Equus was two days away and Laura and Rose reported to the Holcomb household.  Their tack was fitted and adjusted.  They were run and groomed.  Their diet was strictly prescribed and monitored.  In short, they were being prepared as show animals would be.

On the night before they were to leave for the event, however, they were allowed to join Benjamin and Diana in the living room before dinner.  And they were told that they would be able to have a normal meal, “since it might be the last opportunity that you have to eat meat for the next week,” explained Diana.  “I think that you will be eating a lot of oats and carrots and apples for a few days.”

It wasn't exactly a normal meal, however.   It turned out that Jim had also been invited to dinner.  Laura wasn't sure if she should be embarrassed or upset.  But she knew that she was not happy to see him there, or to have him see her there.

The Holcomb's normal servants took care of the meal, allowing the two slaves to kneel at their owners' feet.  Rose knelt beside Diana.  Laura knelt between Benjamin and her husband.  Diana and Benjamin fed their two slaves from their own plates, adding to the humiliation of the two naked girls.

After dinner, everyone retired to the living room where the servants provided after-dinner drinks.  Again, the two girls knelt at their owners' feet.  After awhile, Benjamin spoke.

“The girls will be pretty busy for the next week.  I suggest that we satisfy them now.  Which one would you like, Jim?”

Jim was confused by the question and took awhile to answer.   “I'll start with Laura,” was his clumsy response.  She was furious at this lame answer.  She would have preferred to hear him say something like “Laura is the only one for me.”  But instead, she found herself being declared to be an appetizer.  Each girl ended up being impaled.  And then the two men traded and each was impaled again.  Diana took advantage of available feminine tongues and also enjoyed the evening.

Chapter 8:  Equus

Rose and Laura were given another surprise the next morning.  In fact, the entire day would turn out to be a series of surprises.  The first one was discovered when they woke up.  They had gone to bed wrapped in each other's arms like lovers.  They awakened, however, to find their wrists bound behind their backs.  At least they were each facing one another so that they could kiss each other good morning.

They were not released, although they were fed breakfast by their two owners.  Fortunately, Benjamin and Diana were capable feeders and only a few crumbs landed on the naked breasts of the two captives.

The second surprise came in the form of their transportation.  Laura had known that they would be pony girls for the weekend.  She hadn't realized, however, how far some people would take this concept.  When she and Rose were led outside, they were quickly ushered into a horse trailer and fastened securely inside so that neither would fall or become injured.

“Guess we're really ponies,” said Laura as she rolled her eyes.

“Guess so.  I just hope that they ease up on the oats.”

“They're feeding you oats?!?!” asked a shocked Laura.

“Wait!!!”  exclaimed Rose.  “What are they feeding you?”

“Pretty much whatever I want,” grinned Laura as she leaned across and kissed Rose on the tip of her nose.

“Bitch!”

After a jostling ride in the trailer, they arrived at the destination.  Benjamin opened the door by letting down the ramp and then turned the two girls over to a man who was given instructions to prepare them for the parade.  Leashes were attached to their collars after they were unfastened from their bindings in the trailer and they were led off by their new keeper.

“Where are we going?” asked Rose.  This was met by a sudden stop and a swift strike with the man's crop.  Without saying a word, he started walking again, tugging the two girls behind him.  Neither Rose nor Laura said another word.

They entered a barn-like structure, but it was unlike any barn that the girls had ever seen or read about.  Along one wall was a row of stalls, like one would expect in any barn.  But that is where the comparison ended.  On the other wall was a row of vanity seats, complete with mirrors and cosmetics.  In the middle of the barn was a hot-tub with several girls lounging and giggling.  To Laura, it appeared more like a harem than a barn.

Their silent keeper led them through the barn to a well-appointed shower room and pushed them in.  “Scrub up.  The parade starts in less than an hour.”

Laura and Rose looked around for a moment and then turned the showers on so that they did not feel the sting of the crop again.   They helped themselves shampoo and wash and then they toweled each other off.  When they stepped out of the shower room, they were met by another man who led them to their vanity tables.  Just before leaving, the man gave Rose a slap on her bottom and laughed.  “I'll be looking for you later.  You look like a spirited filly.”

Two girls were waiting for them and they used hairdryers to style their hair into full, flowing manes.  Then, the two girls efficiently applied a minimum amount of makeup and then hurried them on their way.

Their next stop was to be fitted into their harnesses.  Leather straps were wrapped and fastened around their waists.  More straps fitted over their shoulders.  Finally, all of the straps were brought together in front of them and started to fit together.  It took a lot of tugging to get their full breasts through the circle of straps on their chests, but eventually, they had been fitted.  Then they were attached to the cart and led out to their owners.

“Just in time” declared Diana.  “I thought we were going to miss the parade.”  Diana and Benjamin climbed into the carriage and, with the crack of the whip on each naked bottom, the two girls snapped into motion and followed the directions indicated by the tugs on their reins.

The carriage was steered through a throng of people who cheered all of the ponies and owners.  Laura could see at least a dozen carriages in front of her and had no idea how many were behind her.  She furtively glanced at the throng from time to time but after she saw two people who she recognized, she stopped looking and hoped that they did not recognize her.  She thought to herself that this must be one of the reasons that horses were provided with blinders.

The first one who she saw was a client of her husband's.  She remembered being dragged to dinner by Jim and having a miserable night.  Fortunately, he was busy fondling some other poor woman and she was sure that the guy didn't see her.  The second one was the nurse who had taken care of her after Kaitlin's birth.  She was surprised that someone in the healthcare profession would be into something like this.  She was even more surprised to see a male slave kneeling at her feet.  And she was mortified when she saw the nurse staring at her quizzically as she trotted by, as if she were trying to match the face with her prior experience.   Laura only hoped that the woman had a poor memory.

Gentle taps with the whip urged the two girls along through the crowd.  Laura was feeling very self-conscious and was hunching down as if to make herself less visible.  This drew a couple of less gentle taps with the whip and urged a couple of yelps out of Laura.  Finally, they were driven to a gateway.

“If we're going to be slaves, let's at least be proud ones,” whispered Rose as they stood waiting to go through the gateway.

“How do we do that?” whispered Laura in response, keeping her head pointed forward so that her owners would not suspect that the two slaves were talking.

“You have always been a proud slave for me.  Let's show them how slaves can have dignity and spirit.”

“Yes Mistress,” replied Laura with a smile on her face.

When it was their turn, the two naked girls pulled their owners into the arena and trotted proudly around the track.  Their heads were head high and their chests were puffed out to let everyone watching know that they were slaves with dignity.

They spent the rest of the afternoon kneeling at the feet of Benjamin and Diana, watching events.  They knew that they had been entered into some of the competitions, but those would occur on the second and third days.  This day, they watched the first two events of the week.  The dressage event was spectacular, even to the naked and kneeling slavegirls .  The grace and precision of the ponygirls was not to be believed.  Laura only hoped that Benjamin and Diana wouldn't think less of her after seeing those slaves moving so elegantly through the dressage.  The second event was the six-pony race.  Seven carriages were raced, each with six ponygirls attached to pull them.  Laura was amazed that anyone could own six girls, let alone train them to race like that.

That evening, the two girls were taken back to the barn and placed in a stall.  Their only bed was the straw on the floor, but they managed to make themselves a nest before wrapping their arms around one another and drifting off to sleep.

Day two of the Equus was when Rose and Laura were expected to shine.  In the morning, they were again sent to the vanity tables and prepared.  Hair was coiffed.  Cheeks were rouged.  Eyes were enhanced.  Even their nipples were painted.  It was clear that they were to be on display.

After being squeezed into their harnesses again, they were led out of the barn to be attached to a cart.  Diana was to be their driver and they both knew that they were in for a hard time.  Diana did not tend to spare the whip.

The gun sounded and Laura was the first one to feel the whip.  “Run” she shouted to Rose.  The two of them ran for all they were worth but only found themselves in the middle of the pack at the first turn.

The whip swooshed through the air again and caught Rose on her upper thigh, evoking a shriek from the wounded slavegirl .  “Shut up,” exclaimed a determined Laura.  “Just keep running.  We can get these guys!”

Rose started to focus more and the two girls did narrow the lead.  The next turn was negotiated and Laura and Rose moved past two more competitors.  Finally, they were in the home stretch and there was only one team in front of them.

“Give you an orgasm if we beat them,” panted Rose.

“You're on,” gasped Laura in response.  The two of them started driving faster and left the other competitor far behind by the time the finish line was reached.  Both girls felt like collapsing but, instead, just bent over and tried to rub against each other.

Benjamin and Diana were at the winner's circle to accept the roses, which irked Laura to no end.  They hadn't done anything, but they were accepting the prize!  Then, to add insult to injury, Diana turned the two winning girls over to a stable hand who led them back to be “cooled down and rested.”

“You can rest me,” thought Laura, “but there's no way you are going to cool me down about this.”   Nevertheless, she followed the boy and enjoyed her time in the hot tub.

In the afternoon, the girls were back on the track but were not attached to a cart.  This was the “Derby.”  Laura and Rose were going to be racing against each other for a mile, along with about twenty other girls.  Laura looked over the competition and shuddered as she saw the glares looking back at her.  Fortunately, Rose was lined up next to her, which gave her some level of comfort.  Each girl had a number painted on her rump and, while the judges were busy painting on the numbers, Laura leaned over again and kissed Rose.  “I love you.  But I hope that I beat you.”

“Only in your dreams,” smiled Rose.  “And I love you too.”

The race was over quickly.  Laura and Rose left the others behind and it became a two-pony event.  They traded leads frequently but, in the end, it was Laura who came in first.  Rose was only footsteps away.  A very proud Benjamin and Diana accepted the roses again.  And a very disgruntled Laura was led back to the barn with her partner, Rose.

“At least we are allowed to share a stall,” said Rose as they cuddled together that night.  “That's something, isn't it?”

“ Hmmmmppphhhh !” was all that Laura said in reply.  And then, after several minutes she said, “I thought that you were the dominant one.  Why are you so happy when we do all of the work and they get all of the recognition?”

Rose wrapped her arms around Laura and kissed her.  “I am the dominant one, little one.  And don't you ever forget it.  But I find this fun.  This is a whole new experience for me.  I'm enjoying tasting the other side.”

Laura just groaned and rolled over letting Rose spoon against her back.

Chapter 9:  Feast Day

Laura and Rose continued to be the hits of Equus .  On the third day, Laura won the steeplechase and Rose came in second.  Rose won the form judging, which was limited to the winners of the athletic events and was based on the femininity of the contestants, and Laura came in second.  Again, they were stabled together and this night they made love.  There was no competition between them.  They were simply two slavegirls in love.

Then, it was Feast Day.  Rose had been dreading this day for weeks, but she knew that she had to go through with it.  She had no choice.  Rose and Laura were collected in the late morning, which allowed them to lounge around in their love-haven of straw for much of the day.  The man who collected them took them directly to Maggie's room, where she was imperiously seated in a chair as if it were her throne.

“My pretty slavegirls ,” she smiled.  “I have been looking forward to this day for a long time.  Have you been looking forward to it too?”

Laura waited for Rose to respond to her mother but when she realized that Rose was not going to say anything, Laura piped up, “Yes Mistress.”

Maggie leaned forward and cupped Laura's chin in her hand, tilting Laura's face up.  “You are such a good girl.  And I'm sure that you are such a good influence on my daughter.  I saw that the two of you won all sorts of awards.  You even beat my two girls in the steeplechase.”

“But now I have two new girls for the day.  And I'm sure that you will make me very proud.”

“What's the plan for the day, Mom?” asked Rose.

“No plan, really.  We'll just go with the flow.  I thought we could participate in the games this afternoon and then you can lead me into the feast later.”

“Games?” asked Rose, curiously.

“Yes, games,” replied Maggie.  “Just a bit of fun that we have every year on feast day.  I'm not sure what the games will be, though.  They dream up new ones each year.”

“Oh,” said Rose, pensively.  “I'm not sure I'm going to like this.”

“Lighten up, baby doll.  It'll be fun.”

“Yeah, sure,” muttered Rose.  This was met swiftly with the sting of the crop.

“What was that?”

“Sorry.  Yeah, sure Mistress,” Rose quickly replied.

“Better.”

Laura and Rose did not have much more opportunity to get into trouble with Maggie.  They spent a half hour kneeling in Maggie's room as the mistress prepared for the outing.  The two girls discovered that one of the beauties of being kept naked is not having to worry about what to wear as they watched Maggie try on outfit after outfit.  Finally, Maggie was pleased with the look and she led the two slavegirls out to the fun events of the afternoon.

Each girl was entered in a different event.  It seemed that this year's theme was “County Fair,” which sounded innocent enough but turned out to be rather humiliating.  Rose was entered into the game of “Pin the Tail on the Donkey.”  But this game was a bit different from the version that school children play.  In this game, Rose was blindfolded and she was the donkey.  All around her, sitting in chairs or on stools were the contestants.  Rose was kept moving around all of the contestants by the referee who would strike her with a whip whenever she stopped moving or whenever she got too close to moving out of range of the contestants.  A player won when they were able to lodge a butt plug with a tail attached into her rectum.  There was a lot of squealing on the part of Rose and a lot of laughter on the part of the contestants.  But during the two hours that were played, the donkey got tailed three times.  The prize for the winner was to be serviced by the donkey.  Rose ended up getting fucked twice and had to service another woman the other time.

Laura had an equally humiliating experience.  She was entered into the greased pig contest.  And she was the pig.  After several gallons of oil were poured over the top of her head, she was turned loose in a large fenced-in area.  One at a time, contestants were allowed into the play area and were given two minutes to catch her.  They got her quickly the first time, before she really understood what was going on.  The winner took advantage of her being so well-oiled and enjoyed anal sex with her.  That disgusting episode gave her the resolve to run and squeal and wiggle and  turn in ways that made her almost impossible to catch.  But, in the end, another person did catch her and she ended up being fucked as the winner's prize.

A weary and bedraggled pair of slavegirls were hosed down before being returned to Maggie, who led them back to her room.  They were allowed to bathe together and to take a short nap, which they did wrapped in each other's arms.  After the sun had set, they were awakened and sent to the stables again to be prepared for the feast.

At the stables, they were fitted with the tack that Maggie had ordered.  An elaborate array of finely crafted straps were wrapped and tightened around the two girls.  Over the shoulders, around the waist, between the legs they were wound.  Straps went between the full, proud breasts and other straps went around their bases.  Those straps were not tight, but they did serve to make the breasts stand out even more proudly.  When the attendants had finished with the harnesses, the girls were seated at makeup tables where their hair was fixed in French braids and then selected cosmetics were lightly applied.  The next step was the bridle, which was fitted around each girl's head and adjusted to let the braid flow freely.  Then the bit was placed between feminine teeth and the whole assembly was tightened, letting each slavegirl know exactly how captive they were.  The final step before leading the girls to mirrors was the placement of the tails.  Each girl was bent at the waist and, unceremoniously, the butt plugs were inserted, causing each girl to gasp in unison.

Finally, they were led to the mirror and stood before it, side by side.  Another gasp emerged from the bitted lips as they saw the transformation that had occurred.  Standing before them were two exotic and highly erotic creatures.  The straps seemed to accentuate every curve and drew one's attention to all of the right places.  Breasts seemed to be offered for play or tasting.  Their shaven sexes were framed by straps as if they were meant to be on display.

They discovered that they each had brightly colored ostrich plumes rising from their bridles and, when they turned slightly, they saw that they indeed had tails that perfectly matched their hair color.

Laura reached out and ran her fingers lightly over many of Rose's straps.  “ Ooo ook roofuu ” she mumbled past the bit as she tried to tell Rose that she looked beautiful.

“ Ooo oo oo ” replied an equally unintelligible Rose, returning the compliment.  After several moments, the attendants grasped each girl by an upper arm and led them away.  “Enough admiring each other.  Now it's time for the guests to admire you.”

Rose and Laura were led to a small cart and the attendants positioned them appropriately.  Then more straps were used, along with several snap hooks to secure them in place.  It was actually more like a chariot than a cart.  The rider would be standing as the girls pulled the cart wherever it was supposed to go.  Rose groaned when she realized that the rider, and their driver, would be her mother.  This would be hard to live down.

Once the attendants were satisfied with their work, they stood in front of the girls and held out their hands.  “This is my favorite part,” one declared.  “The reins,” smiled the other.

Laura groaned as she saw the clamps contained in each hand with long leather thongs dangling from each clamp.  The attendants reached out and flicked each pair of nipples, causing them to stiffen even more and stand out as if in invitation to the clamps.  Then the clamps were applied, causing winces and gasps and yelps, before the reins were led back to where the driver would stand.  After securing the reins, one of the attendants led the two ponygirls out into the sunlight to find their owner.

Maggie was standing and talking with a couple when the attendant found her.  “Oh here are my lovelies,” she exclaimed as she saw the cart and its ponies approaching.  “Don't you think they are beautiful?” she asked of the couple.

“Exquisite,” replied the male.

“Absolutely divine,” responded the female.  “And a perfectly matched pair.  Where did you find them.”

Maggie laughed.  “Well, they are just on loan.  They belong to the Holcombs , but I traded for them for the day.  This one is such a beautiful creature,” she went on as she rubbed the back of her fingers across Laura's cheek.  “She is still new to all of this, but I could easily see owning her myself.”  This caused a chill to snake down Laura's spine.

“And this one,” she said as she moved next to Rose, reaching up to lift one of the full captive breasts in her palm, “is someone you might recognize.  She has been in the scene before, but never in this capacity.  She's always been one of the owners in the past.”

“Oh my god!” exclaimed the woman.  “Is that Rose?  It is!!!”

“Yep.  This is Rose,” smiled Maggie.  “Makes a beautiful slavegirl , doesn't she?”

“Oh my gosh, Maggie,” the woman went on.  “You have enslaved your own daughter?”

“No, not at all.  She enslaved herself to the Holcombs .  Seems she couldn't keep her hands off of this other dear pet.  So she traded herself to be able to occasionally enjoy Laura.  I just took advantage of the situation to teach her a few lessons myself.”

“You never cease to amaze me, Maggie,” chuckled the man.  “Sounds like you are going to have a lot of fun this evening.”

“I intend to,” smiled Maggie again.  “Should be interesting for all three of  us.”

Laura rolled her eyes at that comment and Rose simply closed hers, wishing that she were anywhere on earth but here.  With that, Maggie climbed into her chariot and gave a snap to the reins, signaling the girls that it was time to move.  They stepped forward in unison and Maggie was off to the feast.

Maggie led her beautiful ponies through the crowd to the sounds of many ooos and aahhhs before arriving at the track.  There, they were met by at least a dozen other carts of various designs, each with its own ponygirl propulsion.  A slow parade began and the owners drove their carts around the track twice to let the assembled crowd admire the beauty of the Equus .  Finally, the parade was finished, and Maggie drove the girls to where the meal was being served and unhitched them from the cart.

“Come, girls” she said as she led them by their clamped nipples, choosing to leave their reins on for the time being.  Laura and Rose obediently followed their owner until she was seated.  Then, each one knelt beside her acting like bookends while she behaved as if she were sitting on a throne.

Each diner had at least one slave kneeling beside him or her.  The meal was served in courses and, when each course was announced, the slaves were expected to rise and fetch the food for their owners.  Maggie tapped Rose on the head to indicate that she would be serving the first course.  When Rose got up, Maggie leaned down to Laura and whispered.  “I think you could make yourself useful beneath the table.  Let me loosen that bit so that your tongue can work.”  Laura blushed as she realized that Maggie wanted her to crawl beneath the table and service her.  But she was thankful to finally get that horrible bit out of her mouth.  She went dutifully to work and pleasured Maggie as she was eating.

After three courses, and two orgasms, Maggie tugged on the reins, sending a sharp pain through each of Laura's breasts.  She correctly interpreted the tugs as an indication that she was finished servicing her mistress and crawled out to kneel beside Maggie again.

“Time to switch now,” explained Maggie.

“Rut?” mumbled the still-bitted Rose.

Maggie just smiled and patted Rose on the top of her head.  “You heard me slavegirl .  Now get under the table and I will remove your bit.”

Rose turned a deep shade of red but soon found herself beneath the table with her face buried in Maggie's crotch.  Despite the humiliation of servicing her own mother, she quickly realized that she had better do a good job or be ready to suffer the consequences.  And who knew what kinds of diabolical things her mother was capable of.  So she got her tongue working and tried to imagine that it was Laura instead of Maggie that she was pleasuring.

The rest of feast day was uneventful.  After the meal was over and Maggie had enjoyed multiple orgasms, she summoned the attendants who returned the girls to their stall in the stables.  Their tack was removed and they were allowed to comfort each other until the next day.

Chapter 9:  The Auction

Benjamin and Diana came for the two girls the next morning.  While they were not allowed any clothes, at least Rose and Laura did not have to be bound or strapped up in pony tack.  They were instead, led to a patio where they were allowed to sit in chairs to eat their breakfast.

“We have wonderful news, girls,” gushed Diana.

“What is that, Mistress?” asked Laura.

“Well, we were afraid that you were going to have to pass on the main event of the Equus .  But we were finally able to make the necessary arrangements last night.  So you two will get to participate.  And I'm sure that you'll be the hits of the event.”

“What event is that?” asked Rose.

“The auction,” replied Benjamin before taking another bite of his omelet.

“What?!?!?!” exclaimed the two girls in concert.

“I knew you'd be pleased,” smiled Diana.  “Isn't it just so exciting?”

“Pleased?  Who's pleased?” gasped Rose.  “This is a disaster.”

“I don't understand,” said a genuinely concerned Diana.  “I thought that the two of you would relish the opportunity to expand your horizons and continue this delicious life you have been living.”

Laura opened her mouth to say something but could not think of anything that would make any sense.

“I know it's not as great as becoming a full-time slave forever.  But the extra month should be lots of fun for the two of you.”

“A month?” gasped Laura.

“Oh god,” muttered Rose.

“I can't do this for a month.  I have obligations.  I have a family.  I have a life!” exclaimed Laura.

“But that's what has been taken care of, girls.  That's what I have been talking about.  We have arranged it all for you.”

“Why?  How?  What do you mean?” stammered Laura.

“We spoke with Jim last night.  He is fine with the arrangement, as long as it doesn't last more than a week,” explained Benjamin.  Laura listened in disbelief.

“And we spoke with your mother last night also, Rose,” Diana went on.  She has agreed that you can be auctioned off for a month also.  She will have someone look after your house.”

Neither girl knew whether they should scream or run or simply faint.  Perhaps fainting would have been the easiest way to get out of the situation but, unfortunately, neither girl did pass out.

“And we have decided two sell the two of you together.  You are lot number 7.  Won't this be fun?  And besides, all of the proceeds go to charity.”

A speechless pair of slavegirls were then led into the hall to be prepared for the auction.  They were bathed and primped and pampered, but never clothed.  A dozen other girls and even a few males were being similarly prepared, but this did not nearly represent all of the slaves who had been present at the Equus .

“Why aren't there more being sold today?” asked Rose as her hair was being combed out.

“Well only the winners are allowed to be sold, for one thing,” explained the naked girl standing behind her.  “And some of the girls aren't available to be sold because of either job or family or other commitments.  You two are so lucky,” she gushed as she went on.  “I watched you win all kinds of awards this week.  I'm sure that you will go for a king's ransom.  Are you excited?”

“Sure,” muttered Rose as she closed her eyes, looking for an escape from her latest humiliation.  She wondered if it would be possible for someone to disown their mother.

After they were both prepared, each had a bright blue “7” painted on their rump to indicate their lot number.  Then they waited in line as numbers “1” through “6” were led up and sold.

“Now we have a beautiful pair,” explained the auctioneer as Rose and Laura were led onto the stage.  “Get out your checkbooks and let the ink flow freely, because these two girls get sold together and I can assure you that they won't go cheap.  I'm expecting a new Equus record to be set today.”

“Beautiful structure and form,” he went on as he turned them together so that they could be inspected from all sides.

“Quite the athletic ones, as you no doubt saw during the events from earlier this week.  Medal winners in every event they were entered in.”  He ran his hands down their flanks and legs as he said this.

“Skin like satin,” he went on, let his fingers dance over their bellies arms and cheeks.  “They will make someone or someones very happy for the next month.”  Laura whimpered as she tried to imagine spending a full month of slavery.

He turned the girls facing one another in profile to the audience.  Then he stood between them and lifted a breast from each of them bouncing them lightly in his palms to show the audience how firm they were.  “Totally matched pair, both in size and sensitivity.  True wonders.  Plus, this one is lactating, for those of you who like your tea lightened.”

Several more comments were made and then the bidding began.  Laura could see hands being raised and motions being made by those in the audience, but she could not make out the faces because of the glare of the lights and how fast the motions were.  Finally, the bidding stopped at $750,000, which was more than double the previous Equus record, and the two girls had a new owner, at least for the next month.

A very dazed Rose and Laura were led from the stage to the delivery table.  There, the numbers were wiped off their flanks and their hands were bound behind their backs.  Laura was whimpering and resting her head on Rose's shoulder when Maggie walked up to them.

“How could you let them sell me, Mother?” asked an indignant Rose.

“Simple, baby doll,” said Maggie with a smile.  “You wanted to be a slave, so I'm letting you.  And I wanted slaves, so I bought you.”

“You bought us?!?!?!” shrieked Rose.

“Yep.  I own the two of you lock stock and barrel.”

“Oh god I think I'm going to die,” groaned Rose.

“This can't be happening,” whimpered Laura.  She imagined a never ending series of extensions to her slavery, but also felt a thrill rushing through her body at the same time.  “Well maybe it is happening for a reason,” she thought.

The End