Greta crawled into the van with Jim to inspect the girls before they became her charge for the evening and morning.
Jim had started with Bunny and requested his eggs. Jim had turned them off as he and Greta entered the van. He collected the eggs and showed Greta how the eggs color corresponded with the color of training collar, gag harness and piercing jewels.
Greta took photos of the eggs as they came out and would to send one of her stable girls back to collect the butterflies, balls for the gags that Jim just changed to the 2 1/2" ring gags. The girls each had their tail, and he was going to overnight them with that plug in place, but enemas would need to happen before their night suspension.
"Each girl will need seven security points in the overhead. I secure them with a rope bra installed that crosses the middle of the sternum and leaves the outside of the breasts free for blood flow.
The back of the bra is bound together for a weight support attachment point. The middle of the belt was the other main weight support. Each leg was out at a 90-degree angle. The head is supported but allow 3-4" of movement for comfort of the slave.
The eggs will be reinserted, butterflies in place and their earbuds inserted with Mistress Anne's program on repeat for them to sleep with." Jim told her. Greta stopped her phone from recording.
"I will go over this with my stable hands and your girls will receive the best of care we can produce. Your attachment points will be ready in two hours. While we tour, Hand 47 here will get your girls into the pasture behind us." Greta stated.
Jim handed the girl that had appeared while they were in the van, the color-coded leashes and told her, "They are going to need some water before you turn them out."
"Yes, Sir." She said and as the wrangler turned her coveralls that were solid in the front was open from the small of her back to the back of her knees. A large 4 was branded into the very back of her left butt cheek and an equally large 7 into her right buttock next to her crack.
"It keeps them easily identified; the lack of cloth also lets the person reprimanding poor behavior see their handy work. A nice side benefit is they can be put in for breeding at any time Mistress sees fit without removing clothing.
The breeding studs have no need to touch a breeding slave with anything but their groin and penis. Let us get started on your tour." Greta led the way. Jim looked back to see 47 clipping leashes on her girls. "In the pasture we have waterers that work well with slaves in ring gags. Think of a hamster water bottle for human slaves." This did make Jim feel better that the girls would not get dehydrated.
The first area that Greta took him was a small building that was labeled nursery. As they entered Greta would not let them go further than an observation window. There were men and women dressed in white outfits with head covers and medical masks.
"We try to keep this area as germ free as possible. We do not use any chemical birth control in our breeding slaves or pleasure slaves. Mistress is researching how the offspring of the women and men driven to become these types of slaves are susceptible to the same forms of slavery. The infants receive their first two weeks of breast milk from the biological mother."
She moved down the hall about 200 feet and continued the tour.
"Here are what Mistress calls her Hucows. They are on a special diet and are given hormone injections to trick their bodies into perpetual lactation. There is continuous overproduction on purpose. The extra is sold daily to the medical hospital on the university for infants in the hospital that need human milk."
She then exited the building to head over to a small addition on the end of a large barn.
Opening the door and letting Jim in ahead of her, Greta thought he would be fun to play with, if her wife would allow her the pleasure. She took the lead again and here there were two men in the wrangler coveralls standing on either side of a man with his arms were bound strictly behind his back. He wore a stiff collar that mostly immobilized his head and neck.
Attached to it was a hood that had no eye slits or ear holes. His mouth had a stiff rubber ring in it that was permanent to the hood. Drool flowed copiously down his chest and onto the woman that was hard bound to a padded tube that was from her belly button up past her to the wall. Her legs were parted well past the bound man's strong shoulders. Her arms were up the sides of the tube, and her waist was bound tightly to the tube so she could not move her hips or ass anywhere.
One of the men seemed to have the job of returning the large man's cock back into the woman's pussy if it fell out. While Jim watched the man fucking her started to grunt and thrust with his grunts and the men on either side. Stepped behind him and shoved him all the way into the woman and held him there for over a minute.
When they released him, his soft large cock slid free and the man in charge of the cock wiped it with a cloth then led him from the room. Two women in wrangler uniforms entered and helped the woman from her bondage. Jim could see that she had stretch marks down both sides and below the loose skin of her stomach. Her breasts were large and stretched as well. She looked to be in her early thirties and quite pretty.
"What you just saw was a breeding slave being bred by one of Mistress's pride studs. This breeder is very fertile. She has offspring every ten to eleven months. You can see she has good constitution of bone structure and is very classically pretty. She came to us after being gang raped at eighteen and not wanting to abort the baby. She begged Mistress to keep her pregnant and having babies as long as she could. Mistress has followed her wishes. If you return in 9 months, she will be full on and ready for birthing if the past is any indication."
Greta then guided Jim into a large, covered arena. There were women dressed as Helga and Anne had been the other day riding in carts drawn by one two or four women dressed in leather hoof boots, harness, armbinders, and hoods. All had bits in their mouths and blinders next to their eyes. Most had bells on their nipples and hanging from their Labium.
Then Jim saw the draft ponies. Large men, gleaming with sweat, pulling wagons loaded with rocks or grain, through and over obstacles of a course. Being driven and guided by women in the English horseman outfits.
"Those draft ponies thought they were football prospects for the professional leagues but washed out and owed large sums of money to agents that represented them. Anne paid off their loans in return for years of service to her kink and psychological studies." Greta explained.
Anne had really liked the two small submissives that Jim had brought to her office and was determined to have them for herself. She set up a double bind course that had gotten her a master's degree for herself. The catch 22 was that it would always be painful for pleasure to be achieved by the studies subjects.
She had three of her wranglers working on the course for weeks on end. The subjects would feel like they had free will inside of the course, but the shifting walls and audio/visual inputs would subconsciously drive them to certain areas and specific behaviors.
Anne watched as her life partner Greta greeted Jim and his five pets in their white nondescript van. While Greta was giving him the nickel tour and his pets played in her pasture #3, Anne had many of her house servants preparing for the night's festivities.
Her enterprise in psychology of D/s was funded by 12 main patrons and 8 would be in attendance. Many just enjoyed being doted on by mostly naked humans that they could ask to do things and they would be done. There were weird kinks that her servers would volunteer to submit to.
Anne had a group of five servants that had been with her for six years now. The five only catered to a pair of couples that were her top donors. They wanted to be babies for this entire week every year. The 350 pound plus women would swaddle and cuddle the couples. Feeding them from their overlarge lactating breasts.
The four supplied the money and Anne supplied the experience and the five profited greatly. Of the four other patrons one couple was always a pain in her ass. Madam Swift and her subbie husband JP or as she called him "Worm".
The woman had damaged more than one server to the point of hospitalization. She was verbally abusive, physically abusive and a general problem at these galas. This gala was going to be special as she had a potential whale in attendance that she did not want to disappoint. He had just topped the charts as the third richest dot com billionaire, and she wanted his funding.
Part of his problem was she knew from watching him that he had Asperger's Syndrome to some effect. She had to keep Madam Swift from ruining the evening. Anne went to greet her master's student that was finishing his tour of the grounds with Greta.
Anne met the two along the fence watching his pets in the pasture. As Anne approached Greta turned and greeted Anne with a kiss on the cheek. Anne ran her right hand over the tight buttock contained in tan Jodhpurs.
"Afternoon dear, how was the tour?" Anne asked Greta.
"Jim is delightful, and his pets are adorable." Greta returned, knowing nothing of her partner's nefarious plan for Rose and Berni.
"I am going to take our guest for the evening, and you can go get the entertainment ready for this evening. Please tell 55 to get Jim's pets ready for a game." Anne told Greta.
"Jim, let's go view my game maze and I would like to propose a wager with you." Anne asked.
Jim walked with Anne to a small open arena with a large viewing catwalk around it. They were on the catwalk overlooking a maze. In the maze looked to be small puzzles or games at each door that allowed access to the next. Jim noticed four entrances to the complex maze but only one exit.
"Four of your five will enter the maze. If any of the four can make it out the other side, you win. If none of the four, make it out in 45 minutes I win." Anne said.
"I planned on attending the Gala with Lori, Fetch, the puppy so the two mother and daughter duos would have to do the maze. Both have proved innovative and intelligent. If I were to make this wager what would you want for them not making it?" Jim asked.
"I would want to chose two and keep them as ponies for one year." Anne said. "I have just the cart for them to pull and I believe they could provide me with great pleasure."
"If they are able to defeat your puzzle then I get to choose two of your girls to take with me for a year and keep as pets?" Jim asked.
"That sounds fair." Anne said.
A wrangler with deep red hair approached and waited to be acknowledged by Anne.
"Jim, 37 here will take you to get Fetch and you can begin getting ready for the Gala. We will have the running of the maze as a highlight of the evening. My wranglers will get your pets ready for the maze as we eat dinner before the ball." Anne explained.
Jim followed 37, admiring the brands as they bounced and jiggled in front of him. She led him to the pasture where Jim clipped a leash on Fetch. Jim went to each of the other pets and told them about the maze this evening. Petting their heads and giving them encouragement for the race.
Fetch followed her owner back to the mansion also admiring the brand scarred cheeks on the woman leading them. Jim saw a limousine arrive with a small trailer behind it. A woman in her 60's was helped out of the back seat. She was dressed as a Victorian aristocrat. Two of the footmen for the estate went to the trailer and removed a cage containing a very small man inside from the trailer.
The woman barked orders and headed into the house well in front of Jim and his escort. Jim in his mind was walking over the four entrances to the maze and the single exit. Having spent a large amount of his life in construction he was returning to the section that guided the four into one.
"37, I need to see Mistress Anne directly. I believe I have entered a rigged bet." Jim told her.
