Anne came over and handed Jim a pair of large binoculars.
"Your girls will enter next. They will be in the pairs, your original pair and then the pair you are purchasing. They will be pulling carts with wranglers on them dressed up as carting ladies. You will see. The teams will come out and do the basic carting course where they will maneuver through the course and back the cart to a wall, the grand finale is when they leave that wall, they will get the cart up to a run and then stop it completely before leaving the arena." Anne explained.
"The wranglers use the whip for direction and correction so you will see the whip touching shoulders, breasts, and making marks on asses as correction. Managing the whip is an artform to itself. I have two of the best with your girls." Anne explained the program.
Jim pulled the binoculars up and focused on the opening in the arena Anne had designated. He saw two small women with large breasts for their size enter the arena. They each had a pink plume woven into their hair coming out of the top of a leather hood.
The hood came down and had eye openings that were covered with padded blinders. A halter went over the top of the hood and came down to a one-inch-thick rubber bit with a hole in the center. Opening the hole was a 2" ring gag.
From the base of the bit a chain went under their chin. Each girl was in an armbinder that put her hands in a reverse prayer and attached the fingers to a very severe training collar holding their heads forward.
The reins the woman on the cart was using had four leather reins two went directly from the rings on the end of the bit back to her hands. The other two were fed through hard rings on the training collar's sides and over the shoulder to large one inch by 1/4" nipple rings.
Two small chains came down from the nipple rings to the same one-inch ring at the belly button, down through to a one-inch ring in the clitoris. He would later see that the hood was kept back by this ring as well.
The ring at the belly button level was built into a bone corset that tightened their waists to keep the figure desired. The two wore knee high boots with hooves for feet and no heels. The first two ponies' leather was all pink and black. The second two wore white and red. They had platinum hair and raven black hair with red plumes woven in. He kept his eyes on the first two.
He wondered how they could be blindfolded and still accomplish this task. Seeing their breasts bounce and heave in anticipation. Was very exciting. Kitty and Nibs had changed dramatically.
Their asses were slightly smaller and there was now no fat layer over the muscle. Both had breasts other women would envy. He noticed somehow the surgeon kept the cone areola and long nipple and they still looked right.
The woman riding in the front cart was dressed in a hunting outfit of greys and browns with a derby on her head. Her jodhpurs tucked into her knee-high boots up in the driving stirrups of the cart.
The second was dressed similarly in tans and browns. The front carter flicked the reins and the girls' high stepping in unison began the course. Jim noticed that the bit reins and the nipple reins were not used in unison. The whip would flick a breast when the nipple reins were moved. They did not move much but Jim assumed they could be if the pony girls did not respond to the input.
The two got out of step at one point and a quick movement of the whip and he saw an angry line on Kitty's left ass cheek and the two were back in unison. The part that amazed him was watching the cart back and stay straight.
The woman on the cart said nothing the entire time. It was all done with the reins and the whip. The carter flicked the reins hard and the two women started forward as hard as they could. Jim could see the muscles in their legs and lower abdomen go tight. Wow they really did not have an ounce of fat on them.
Even the thirty-six-year-old mother had that body builder V in the muscles around her pubis. The two got way out of time trying to get the cart to speed and the carter stripped both of their asses multiple times. Jim caught himself jumping up out of the chair and yelling for his girls.
The second pair were backing as the first finished and Jim anticipated their explosion out of the wall. These two stayed in perfect time getting up to and maintaining a run. They stayed together slowing the cart and had a beautiful sweaty sheen on them as they left the arena.
Anne came over and Jim handed her back the binoculars. "Very nice for their first futurity. I believe that "Night and Day" will be in the top three where Nib and Kitty should top ten. They need to work on timing. They finally have the trust in their carter, that was hard for them to do." Anne stated.
"Can I go down and visit them?" Jim asked.
"They are right now getting in their livery for wedding coach competition. That will have all four girls completing the course together. The carter in the second group will be guiding that coach as she has more experience managing the eight rein teams." Anne replied.
"As soon as that coach is out, we will wait for a half hour for unharnessing and washing. Then you can go visit the four. I will take care of the three as you do that. I see Q has donated a young male for you to train." Anne stated.
"You know well my propensity to gamble. I won this time, but my girl broke one of my rules doing it so Q is doing me the favor of punishing her for it." Jim offered.
"She broke a rule of yours to enable her to win for you and you are having her punished for it? That doesn't quite seem fair, does it?" Anne inquired.
"Fair is where a pig wins a ribbon. She did not request of Mistress Q relief from the rule that she is not allowed to force a male to orgasm if he does not have permission. She has as much responsibility for his orgasm as he does, so it is her punishment to take." Jim explained.
"You are right, I was not thinking about it that way. Q can be quite cruel you know." Anne informed.
"I hope so, Sub Slut needs a couple of orgasms from having her tits and cunt whipped." Jim said. He sat and lifted his rye to Anne and said, "Thank you for the show." Anne moved on about her duties as hostess.
Jim whispered in Cece's ear. "Slowly without touching him anywhere else. Softly massage P.P.'s balls. If he moves squeeze hard until I say release."
Cece mouthed, "Yes, Sir." Without sounding back to Jim. Cece shifted and with her right hand started up between the boy's parted legs. She braced herself with her left palm on the ground and had to shift her knees.
Using the tips of her index, middle and ring fingers she touched the back side of his scrotum feeling the soft fur of young pubic hair on his scrotum. Using her thumb, she began to rub the two nuggets against her dancing fingers.
The boy began to moan. Jim could see his cock strain against its prison. P.P. got his knees further apart and moved his hands from the back of his head and Cece began to cruelly squeeze the testicles just seconds before she had been caressing. He tried to close his knees when Jim's feet suddenly appeared on either side of Cece and forced the knees back apart.
"Get your hands back in position. No one released you. I don't care how much pleasure is given or how painful it becomes. You will not break position without permission." Jim demanded.
Once the hands were back Jim said, "Stop squeezing and go back to caressing."
Cece complied with the order. Now the boy was moaning and sweating instead of squealing like a little girl.
"Now hold position and enjoy her fingers if I allow her to caress your pathetic little sack. Don't you dare orgasm on my slave's hand and wrist." Jim told his newest charge.
Cece continued to caress the little nuggets. She felt them begin to try to pull from her fingers tightening against the restraining ring between them and the perinium.
"He is about to cum Sir." Cece said. Jim could see the string of precum flowing from the tip of the cage.
"Stop, collect up his mess and feed it to him." Jim told her.
Cece quickly complied and the boy continued to moan for a minute. Q had walked up just at the beginning of that.
"What I like to see. A young man receiving direction from a strong man, to make sure he is trained properly for a woman's use. I see Petites Cochins being properly trained right from the beginning." Mistress Q stated.
Jim turned at her word and said, "We will be calling him P.P., short for Piggy Pete. I see you marked up Sub Slut nicely."
"Does she always make such a mess when she is whipped? I could not get her to stop orgasming as I punished her for orgasming without permission. So, I figured the best punishment was to concentrate on her ass which seemed to draw less orgasms."
"Inspection Sub Slut." Jim said in response. Sub Slut stood, put her feet a foot past shoulder width on each side. Her legs shook horribly. Put her head back, mouth open bent at the waist to 45 degrees and held her arms 90 degrees from her shoulders. Jim walked over and a server was walking by. "Bring me some aloe lotion for my slave please."
"Yes, Sir." Said the server scurrying to accomplish this task.
Jim did not touch Sub Slut's ample ass. It was crisscrossed with welts bruises and oozing cuts He bent down to inspect the back side of her bared pussy, it was flaming red and a couple of cuts on the Labia Majora seeped blood.
There was bruising already showing inside and outside the Labia. Around her clit cover was purple with bruise. He stepped in front of her. Her mons was crisscrossed with welts bruises and cuts. It continued up her entire front side and over the breasts to the collarbone. Both had bruises on the points. He lifted each breast with the thick nipple ring and inspected the underside. It was hamburger as well.
"How many orgasms did Mistress give you Sub Slut?" Jim asked.
"I don't know Sir, I lost count near twenty Sir." She said quaking.
