After the tiny cage's door slid shut, Sarah futilely twisted, desperately looking for a way to get free of this contraption. Shivering as her surroundings cooled in the night air, Sarah tried to curl into a ball in the cage, listening to the soft moans of the other captive girls and the rattles of her own chains. Realizing she could not find any way to escape at the moment, she resigned herself to resting as best as she could..although sleep came fitfully, constantly rocked and tossed as the train passed over rough portions of roadbed or worn track...little heat coming from the car around her...a private car obviously designed to be little more than a mobile prison for the young women like her who had been promised a way out of their desperately boring existences on the distant praries....
Eventually morning did arrive, Sarah not having a clue as to where she might be now...the quickly moving train making few stops other than to change locomotives or crews, probably hundreds of miles from her home by now, she thought sadly...
Sarah cringed back in the corner of her cage as the door slid open...a dour middle-aged woman appearing and saying nothing as she slid a tin cup of water and a bowl of some sort of food in. Not having ate in a day, Sarah's instincts took over...despite doubting the quality of the gruel offered to her. The woman then sounded to be feeding the other captives, although Sarah could not communicate with them....the cages cleverly designed to isolate each imprisoned girl once shut. After a half hour or so, the woman reappeared and slid Sarah's cage open...escorting her to the sparse washroom and bathing facilities, standing guard outside the locked door as Sarah tried to take care of herself while locked in manacles and chains....
After emerging, the woman then escorted Sarah back to the center of the car...buckling a leather collar onto her slender neck despite her protests at being humiliated and treated like a pet...the woman only reminding her to stay quiet and behave after slapping Sarah's tender ass with a wood paddle repeatedly. Her hair still damp, Sarah was then forced to stand at attention nude and manacled, her collar chained to a long pipe running across the length of the car's end. The woman then went back for the other captives, returning with them one by one, and fastening them in place just as Sarah was. "Not a word during inspection, or I'll personally thrash your pretty bottoms to a pulp!" the woman then threatened...smiling a false, gracious smile as the railroad owner and his secretary entered...
"How's our stock here Wilkins?" the owner calmly asked as he looked up and down the row of naked and chained new employees..."appears we're about full, perhaps time to tell the conductor to head for home"...the secretary, looking down over his notes, shook his head in agreement.."Yes, it would appear so Sir...although we do have several sales appointments promised between here and the home office, plus a meeting with a division superintendent."
"Well, I think we've got most of what we need here to sew up a few sales calls Wilkins" the owner smirked, as he finished lighting yet another expensive cigar..."plus we really ought to treat our Iowa boy up properly, his revenue numbers are up higher than any other division's"
"I'll see to the arrangements then Mr. Thomson...baring difficultiues we should be back in Chicago by tomorrow evening" the portly secretary mumbled back obediently..Sarah trying not to let her hatred for the man show and cause her more grief, even though her ass still stung and her vagina ached from his previous night's rough treatment....
"Very good then Wilkins...I reckon we should be stopping about lunchtime to chat with our new lumber mill-owning friend...hard to ignore a man who's promising 10,000 loads a year" "Quite true Mr. Thomson, do we have any information I can pass along to the staff as to his likes or dislikes?"..."Hmm, haven't heard anything reliable...outdoors type, likes wild game...tell the cook to fix up that buffalo or venison dish he does so well....as far as his taste in girl flesh, I think we'll let him do his own choosing!" the owner chuckled...
After the secretary left, the owner then calmly walked up and down the line of chained girls, all thinking they were going to be employed as telegraphers or station agents...not the captive whores of some depraved robber baron...the grim woman followed behind like his puppy dog as he examined each girl, jotting down his every word in her ever-present notebook....
"Tell me about our new strawberry blonde here..Miss Johnson, is it?" the industrialist mused as he looked up and down Sarah's nude body, walking around to view her fair and slightly freckled skin from all angles..."a little muscular, just right...girl must have spent some time doing honest work, a little color in her flesh..I think she'll do nicely" he commented, Sarah squirming and biting her lip, knowing an outburst of her feeelings about this vile man and his minions would only earn her something cruel and painful...no, she decided to wait until she was less restrained, then take whatever opportunity presented itself...
The railroad owner than patted Sarah's ass appreciatively and moved onto the next girl...a very innocent-appearing slightly younger girl, her long brown hair freed and hanging about her.
"let's see Wilkins and your's notes" the owner then said, putting on a set of glasses and puffing slowly on his cigar as he read...nodding and smirking as he reviewed each new "employee"'s reviews...."Very good Gertrude..make sure they're all ready for our guest and any of his friends after lunch....in the meantime, I leave their training in your capable hands" he said, then after a brief nod and acknowledgement from the woman, strolling back to his private car's office area....
The woman then looked over her charges..checking over her lists....stopping in front of Sarah, she noticed several training items missing..."Ahhh, so little time they give me to train you brats" she muttered...Sarah wondering what she had in mind as she ordered the brunette next to her to spread her legs wide after unlocking her ankle manacles...having to spank the girl's inner thighs and ass sharply before she whimpered and complied..."Not good my darling, that's ten points against you already" she said as she locked the girl's ankles to rings set in the floor. She then unlocked Sarah's collar chain from the ceiling pipe, then grabbed her shoulders and forced her to kneel....Sarah now looking straight at the brunette's sex....with her hands shackled together behind her back, and her ankles similarly locked, Sarah realized escaping would be difficult, and escape even harder...the odds of a naked and shackled girl surviving long on the remote prarie they were passing through highly unlikely. "Lean forward and pleasure Miss Howard, if you please" the woman calmly ordered Sarah...the brunette almost as horrified by the suggestion as Sarah..."Excuse me maam, I don't think that's possible"....Sarah stammered...gasping sharply as the woman cracked the harsh wood paddle across her ass hard again, then returning an even more vicious backhand...Sarah tried to soothe her ass with her shackled hands, but the woman shoved her face first between the innocent girl's thighs..."I gave you an order Miss Johnson, not a request!" the woman yelled at Sarah....the other chained girls cringing and trying to avoid the sight of the unpleasant scene..."you two newcomers are the only ones not qualified at female to female play, and as some of our most important customers desire that, you two had better start catching up!" With that she held Sarah's long tresses tight in her grip and forced her to extend her tongue, making sure by close examination that Sarah's tongue was deeply penetrating the young innocent's tight womanhood. As Sarah's face was kept pressed tight to the sweet muskiness of the spread and chained brunette, the cruel woman kept barking instructions at Sarah...cracking the cruel paddle across her sore ass each time she failed to perform exactly as instructed...eventually Sarah tired of the cruel punishing blows to her ass, and tried to focus on pleasuring the captive and squirming girl...
The hapless young brunette earned her own punishing blows in the process, protesting her innocence being further taken, the woman tiring of paddling them both quickly and gagging the brunette...with that, Sarah could not as closely gauge the results of her work, and used her intelligent and creative mind to try and imagine what would feel best about a tongue inside herself, then duplicate that....Sarah was suddenly surprised, the brunette arching her back and thrusting her mound tight to Sarah's face...moaning strangely into her gag and flooding Sarah's face with a gush of her womanly fluids.."Clean her" the woman sternly ordered Sarah...and she reluctantly complied...lapping her tongue in and out of the girl's quivering insides, then licking away the trickles that had oozed down her sensitive inner thighs...
The woman then unchained the other prisoners, no doubt using Sarah and the brunette's experiences to reinforce discipline....leading them off to a small classroom in the end of the car. After locking each young woman to their chairs, she then returns to Sarah and her other newest acquisition....gagging Sarah like the brunette, then unlocking them both, chaining their collars together. Sarah and the other girl follow the cruel woman reluctantly, the chain leash attached to their collars giving them little choice. She takes the two reluctant captives to the next car...Sarah cringing as it seems to look more like a rolling dungeon than a private rail car, the furnishings sparse and almost almost medieval. "alright, you two have both earned twenty punishment points for this morning...seeing how as we may be needing you in a few hours, two hours on the horse should clear you both for now"....Sarah clenches herself as she watches the muscular woman easily pick up the petite brunette and set her crotch onto the narrow top edge of a sawhorse-type device. The top edge had been shaped into a dull point, and Sarah guessed from the brunette's pained expression the sensation was not pleaant. The woman locked the girl's ankle shackles to the bottom of the top rail to force her sex to support her entire weight....then she approached Sarah and ordered her to straddle the same device, facing the brunette. Sarah glowered at her and tried to refuse, shaking her head and "MMMPPPHH!" ing into the cloth gag filling her mouth...but the dreaded paddle appeared again...and Sarah reluctantly swung one muscular, lithe leg over it, fearing her ass might be beaten completely raw with another paddling. Sarah moaned as she felt the hard wood settling between her labia as her weight shifted...getting steadily worse as the cruel woman training them locked Sarah's ankle shackles to the rail's underside also.
Both Sarah and the brunette felt like their sexes were being split by the cruel wood device they were being forced to ride...their crotches already numb and pained...Sarah wondering how any female could possibly be expected to ride this cruel device for hours...
