A Long Walk

Chapter Four: Beth's Grooming

Beth awoke naked on the hard ground. It took her a few seconds to recall what had happened to her, and she shuddered as the events of the day came flooding back, particularly when she recalled finger-fucking herself to orgasm in front of five strangers. She tried to stand only to realize that she was in chains again. This time, however, the chain running from her ankle cuffs had been shortened and attached to the collar around her neck, and her wrists had been shackled to her ankles. She managed to struggle into a sitting position, but she was unable to close her legs or lift her head from almost between her knees. The rough ground scraped her pussy whenever she tried to get more comfortable, and so she found that her best choice was to sit still and wait for her first order of the morning. She was able to move her head slightly, and so was able to get some idea of her surroundings. She was sitting in a makeshift pen, about six feet by four feet. The walls of the pen consisted of strong logs, bound together and driven deep into the ground. The walls were about four feet high and some sort of net had been placed over the top of the pen and fastened to the logs. Looking around further, she noticed another figure in the pen. She struggled closer, scraping her pussy uncomfortably on the ground, until she could see that it was a girl whom she recognized from her high school. Beth knew that her name was Leah, and that she had been a cheerleader during their senior year, but other than that, she was merely another pretty face that Beth recognized from the halls. She was also naked, with her ankles bound tightly together and her arms tied behind her back, a position that offered a wonderful view of her small, pert tits. She had large, rosy, pointed nipples turned slightly upwards and a slim, athletic figure, although she was slightly shorter than Beth. She had sharp, pretty features that were softened slightly by her large brown eyes, and her pussy, although neater than Beth's had a wide strip of dark hair running over her lips.

Leah was still unconscious, and lay on her side, curled into a ball. Beth was too afraid to try to talk to her, and so she sat mutely staring at the beautiful girl bound naked before her. She shuddered as she noticed the red marks that adorned Leah's breasts and thighs, remembering all too well her own brief encounter with the whip. She was still staring at t Leah's body when she heard a voice behind her. "Morning cow," her overseer said as he unlocked the door to the pen and removed the net from the top of it. "I see you've met our other pet." The man's words rang coldly in Beth's ears. She was beginning to feel like an animal, sitting at her overseer's feet, dirty, naked and humiliated. "I'm sure you'll get to know each other soon enough, but now its time for grooming. Come along cow, we've got a busy day today." The man said as he began to unlock her chains. Beth's legs were stiff and sore from her unexpected exercise yesterday, and she gratefully stretched out as the man removed her ankle restraints and freed her wrists. He left her collar in place though, and gave a sharp tug on the chain that had been connecting her collar to her ankle cuffs. "Come cow," he said, and Beth began to rise to her feet. Her overseer however, pulled down hard on the chain that was now functioning as a leash, causing Beth to topple over. She fell flat on her stomach, her breasts trapped painfully beneath her. "First lesson of the day: cows don't walk. From now on, you will crawl on all fours wherever you go, unless otherwise instructed. Is that clear cow?" He asked. "Y-yes Master" Beth stuttered. She couldn't believe how quickly she was being reduced to a dumb, obedient animal. What shocked her even more though, was how her body responded to the treatment. She could feel herself getting wet as she struggled onto her knees and waited for her master's instructions.

He began to walk ahead, holding her collar, and Beth was forced to scramble to keep up with him. The hard ground grazed her knees, but, what was even worse was that her huge tits hung so low that, unless she kept her arms perfectly straight as she crawled, her teats would drag along the ground. She tried as hard as she could to keep her breasts elevated, but she was not particularly fit, and was forced to endure some painful scratches and scrapes as the man lead her towards the river. Her nipples were red and swollen by the time they stopped walking, and the man reached down and casually twisted one between his fingers. His other hand fondled her other breast and for the second time that day Beth felt moisture begin to seep from her cunt. The man continued to massage her tits until Beth's breathing became shallow and ragged, at which point he abruptly withdrew his hands. Despite her shame, Beth looked up at the man through a haze of arousal, her eyes silently begging him to continue. The man, however, had other plans for the morning. "You didn't drink much yesterday, so I know your bladder isn't particularly full. However, if you do need to relieve yourself, you will ask permission at all times. If permission is given, you will relieve yourself in full view of whoever allowed you to do so. You will either squat, or raise you leg against a tree, depending on your Master's preference. I know the second option isn't particularly cow-like, but it will offer a lovely view of your cunt." Although Beth could hardly believe what she was hearing, she didn't dare make a sound. She was glad that she didn't have to pee just yet, although she knew she couldn't fight nature forever. "Now cow," the man said as he led Beth over to a large flat rock that lay on the edge of the river, "Its time do clean up that pussy of yours. I hate it when my view is obstructed by hair. Lie flat on the rock and spread your legs." Beth struggled onto the rock and exposed herself. She lay with her ass on the edge of the rock, her feet flat on the ground and her knees wide. She knew what was coming, and could only hope that it would be over quickly. At school, while showering after gym, she recalled seeing some of her classmates with bald pussies. She also recalled overhearing how it increased sensitivity, leaving the girls in an almost constant state of arousal. Personally, Beth had always thought that there was something slightly degrading about it. Now however, she had no choice.

The man lent over her and Beth could see him fitting a black leather cuff over her left ankle. An identical cuff was fitted over her right. Beth thought that she was going to be chained to the rock, but instead, the man removed a black metal bar from his pack and attached it securely to her ankle cuffs, forcing her legs apart further. The bar was about three feet long, and Beth's muscles strained as it held her legs wide. Her wrists were once again shackled to her ankles, this time by short lengths of chain. The chains were so short that Beth was forced to keep her arms fully extended. She tried to ease the tension by bending her knees, but her overseer kept a firm grip on her spreader-bar, forcing her to remain stretched uncomfortably on the rock. The man then slipped a rubber cushion beneath her substantial ass, lifting her hips and exposing her pussy further. Beads of sweat began to form along her inner thighs as she strained against her harsh bondage, and the man smiled as he saw her discomfort. Using a scissors, he began to trim some of the longer strands of hair from her pussy. After about five minutes, all that remained of her once full bush was a triangle of itchy stubble. The man moved around and cradled her head, allowing Beth a full view of her almost-shorn cunt. "Take a good look cow," he said, "this is the last time you'll see hair on your pussy." Beth closed her eyes. She didn't want to see what the man had done to her, but she heard the man's voice rise angrily. "I told you to look, cow. You've just disobeyed and order." Terrified, Beth opened her eyes wide and stared at her naked slit. "I'm sorry Master, I didn't realize…" she blubbered, but the man cut her off. "Speaking without permission. That's another infraction." The man sighed with mock disappointment. "And here I though you were learning so well. You'll receive your punishment later though," he said as he released her head. Beth however, couldn't take her eyes off her pussy, and they widened in fear as she saw the man produce a silver straight-razor and kneel between her legs. He placed the razor on her stomach, and squirted a generous amount of shaving foam into his palm. "This is special foam, only used on disobedient cows" the man said. Beth had no idea what he meant, but she didn't like the sound of it. "You'll know what I mean soon enough." He said with a cruel smile as he began to massage the foam into her cunt.

Beth quivered as she felt his strong fingers against her tender cunt-flesh. The man rubbed her for about ten minutes, and Beth began to squirm as she felt her arousal growing. In increasing desperation, she tried bucked her hips, trying to force her clit against her overseer's hand. Her overseer, however, had much experience in manipulating the female body, and always kept the pressure just too light, leaving Beth hovering on the brink of orgasm and whimpering with frustration. Eventually, he removed his hand and began to shave her. She saw the razor scrape over her mons, and felt the blade as it glided smoothly over her engorged pussy-lips. The man was quick and deft, and in about two minutes, her entire pussy was bald, leaving Beth feeling exposed and aroused. He splashed some water between her legs, to wash away any leftover foam, and Beth felt her naked cunt tingle as the cold water dripped off her. However, the tingling was soon replaced with a far stronger sensation, and at first, Beth though that the man was licking her. However, when she looked down at herself, she saw nothing but her own swollen, dripping cunt. Her lips were full and red, and now that she was bald, she could almost see her clit standing erect. Her entire pussy was throbbing and she felt that she would die if she didn't cum. She struggled desperately against her chains, straining to reach her enflamed cunt with her hands, aching for release from the unbearable arousal. The man knew that she was unable to touch herself, and watched her writhing for a few minutes. Then he spoke, and his voice cut through Beth's arousal, although it did nothing to easy it. "This is you punishment for not looking at your pussy when I commanded you to," the man told her. "The shaving cream that I used has been treated with a special chemical that increases blood flow to the area where it's applied. Since I rubbed it in nice and thoroughly, your cunt will remain swollen and aroused for about three hours. During this time, you are forbidden to touch either your tits or your cunt, or to seek sexual release in any way. Do you understand?" "Yes Master," Beth managed to pant. "Good," the man said. He removed the bar from between her legs, but kept her ankle and wrist cuffs attached, as well as her collar. "Time to head back to camp."

Beth slid off the rock, barely conscious of anything other than her throbbing cunt. Her thighs rubbed together slickly as she crawled ahead of the man, offering him a great view of her hindquarters. Her angry red lips jutted out from between her white thighs, and every so often, the man flicked her rump with his whip. He was careful not to touch her pussy though, since he knew that even the slightest contact would send Beth over the edge, and he was not ready to grant her release yet. Beth could concentrate on nothing other than her sex, and often forgot to keep her arms straight as she crawled. Every time her nipples scraped the ground, they would send a tingle of pleasure through her body that seemed to go directly to her cunt. Her entire body was dripping with sweat, and her cunt was dripping with its own juices by the time they arrived back.