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Ladies' Luncheon Circle

Chapter 21: A Lazy Afternoon Sulky Ride

After everyone was fully satiated Sunday evening, everyone having fucked or sucked whomever they desired or had themselves fucked or sucked as they desired, things began to settle down. Every whip or paddle had landed on the desired ass, turns had been taken on the spanking bench or in the pillory, everyone's thirst and desire had been quenched, except of course for the slaves. Daniel, Claire, James, and Lisa remained frustrated, living in their dichotomy of passion and frustration.

As late afternoon approached, leaving but a few hours of sunlight, James approached Claire and quietly discussed something. It seemed something was still missing or something had been arranged. James turned to Mark and Sarah and asked if they would check the mailbox, as everyone was so busy yesterday that they'd forgotten. Mark agreed and started looking through a pile of discarded clothes, looking for his old pants to grab his car keys. James, seeing this, and with a wink to Claire, said, "No, no, take the sulky." Claire's wink back to James carried a gleam of mischief, as if she relished orchestrating Laura's exposure.

Mark looked at him questioningly as James took him out back to a small barn. Inside was the sulky, basically two large bicycle wheels with a small seat set on an approximately 4-foot-long axle between them, with long, about 10-foot poles leaving each side of the seat and tapering towards their distant end to about 20 inches apart. Mark wondered if he and Sarah were supposed to pull this thing, and James explained, "No, no, a pony girl will do that for you."

He and Mark then walked a short distance over to the trestle from which Laura was hanging, and they unhooked their hands and feet. She slumped a bit, but the men then started to remove her two-dildo rubber pants as most of the group gathered to watch from the back porch. Laura's secretions, baked by the sun inside the rubber pants, sealed them to her skin, steaming her nether regions. It took the two men a few minutes to remove the pants. This was all made more difficult as the pants were clearly intended for Claire and Laura had a few pounds on her, most of it in her ass, which still plumped out like the ass of a teenager. As the waistband was pulled to below her crotch the pants were still stuck by the action of the two large dildos still filling her cunt and ass. James finally had to place his foot inside the inside-out lowered crotch and use his entire weight to push the pants to her ankles.

Laura's enema fired like a geyser, missing the two men. Claire looked up and laughed, wondering why they didn't open the valve. Laura, thankful, started to walk away when James grabbed one of her nipple rings pulling up and led her towards the back porch where he held her tit with one hand while spraying the stink off her with a hose in the other. James sprayed her hair, her face, into her mouth, and down her body before doing her back and spraying directly into her ass crack for some time. She'd seen others, namely James hosed off several times that weekend, but James then directed hose nozzle directly into her slit from just a foot away and was extra thorough spraying her there for some time. She jumped about wildly, giving a good show for those on the back porch.

Again, thinking she was done, Laura started to walk toward the cabin, but James still held her nipple ring and quickly marched her back to the barn. He asked Mark to hold her for a second while he opened his tack box. Mark grabbed the other nipple ring and held her firm. Ever the gentleman, he fed Laura some snacks he had collected from the back porch and gave her two bottles of water to help her recover from her rubber pants in the sun time and the previous soap and piss forced into her mouth. James returned with a whole bunch of gear that puzzled Mark, saying, "Ready to be our pony, Laura?"

James explained as he fitted the tack to Laura. First, a heavy leather harness fit very snugly around Laura's hips. James explained that this is where the motive power for the sulky comes from; Laura will pull it from her hips through the harness. The harness continued higher from Laura's hips in a lighter-weight leather resembling an under-bust corset. As James fitted this portion of the harness onto Laura, Mark helped by fitting her breasts into the under cup cutouts provided to hold up her breasts.

Laura's arms were bound to the harness's back, her forearms strapped horizontally across her spine. James said the arms also had a strap that tightened to pull them up to her collar, which would be attached soon. The result was that Laura was forced into the best posture of her life; her head was held high and back, and her chest, in this case, her breasts, were pushed upward and out. James realized he was still fondling Laura's breasts but released them to continue."

To finish setting up the harness, James brought out a tangled mess of leather straps, crotch straps, he explained. As he untangled them, the first was a single leather strap with a strange-shaped metal ring and another smaller ring about 3 inches back. Mark's questioning look was acknowledged by James explaining, "scrotum and cock ring, the one in the back holds a dildo, which I assure you does a great job of ass fucking you on a couple-mile hike." For obvious reasons, this strap was returned to the tack box. The next strap untangled was a single leather strap with two dildos attached in the middle, about 2 inches apart, the forward one being huge and the back a more modest size.

Mark understood this strap and expected James to install it, but he threw it back in the tack box and grabbed another, which started as a single strap in front but quickly split into two. James connected the strap at the front of the harness and pulled it tightly between Laura's legs, cinching it with two buckles, one on the inside back of each of her ass cheeks. Laura groaned as James hiked up the cinch probably due to her having sore labia and a sore asshole from her prior whipping and cropping. Installed the strap split just above Laura's mons, and each split strap ran along the crease between her legs and crotch. Mark noticed that it covered nothing but seemed to pull her labia apart. James explained that this crotch strap keeps the harness from riding up as he attached the last two straps in the setup.

These cheek straps went from the crotch strap under each buttock cheek and attached to the side of the harness. The result was to frame and lift Laura's ass cheeks into even greater prominence. Mark was unsure about these but asked no questions.

The harness finally installed, James then retrieved and attached a highly complex bridle and halter system which consisted of a four-inch wide collar shaped only to allow the wearer to keep her head up high and straight, a headstall, a leather set of straps that wraps around the head, to which were attached a set of blinders, so Laura would only be able to look ahead and not be distracted by motion to her sides.

Laura balked as James pushed a bit into her mouth and attached it to the Halter. The bit was not a regular pony bit but much more like a dildo gag, forcing a rubber phallus into the back of Laura's mouth and very effectively removing her ability to speak. James pointed out the rings on both sides of the bit, explaining that these were where the reins would usually be attached to guide and steer the horse or pony.

James connected Laura's arm strap to her collar, cinching it up to ensure her forearms were parallel to the ground. Finally, James, with Mark's help, picked up the long, sulky poles and attached them to the sides of Laura's harness.

Installation of the bridle and halter system complete, James then motioned Sarah over and helped them both into the sulky's small seat. It was a close fit, but they were looking forward to the ride. As they sat there wondering what to do next, James returned to the tack box and returned with additional equipment. He first attached the reins, but instead of attaching them to the sides of the dildo gag bit, he attached them directly to Laura's nipple rings. Mark now had no confusion about how he would steer the sulky. He then attached a bright pink two-foot plume to the top of the headstall atop Laura's highly held head, ensuring the correct grandeur for the sulky and attracting maximum visibility for the ride.

Finally, he hung two bells, one from each of Laura's nipple rings. As everyone on the porch stood to watch, James finally handed Mark a buggy whip, saying, "You know what to do." Mark did notice that the tack box was still half full of what looked like a slightly larger set of the gear he'd just attached to Laura. Mark wondered how often it was James as the strutting pony pulling the sulky as he shook the reins with the classic "giddy-up" motion.

Laura hesitated for a moment. Sarah encouraged Mark: "Give her a good crack, love." Mark soon realized the utility of her ass-cheek-shaping straps and cracked a well-aimed buggy whip directly onto Laura's prominent right buttock. As the red mark quickly formed on her ass cheek, they were off to a cheering back porch audience as the nipple ring bells made a Christmas sleigh ride sound. With the prominent plume and bells, Laura worried that stealth would be impossible; she would be visually and aurally most noticeable.

As Mark and Sarah sulkied down James and Claire's long dirt driveway, snuggled together, dressed in light summer clothes with the warm spring air and smell of new flowers, Mark thought about how normal and romantic their evening trip in the late afternoon spring light was. It did dawn on him that his mind was engaging in some romantic fantasy with Sarah as he internally acknowledged the dichotomy of being pulled by a nude pony girl and that he was intently fascinated by the undulations of her buttocks, which were made obscene by the harness's cheek straps. He could almost reconcile the two thoughts until Laura slowed down and he was forced out of his trance to swing the buggy whip making a loud "twack" on her left ass cheek to keep her going.

Mark attention was further diverted by Laura's tits as she trotted. Under normal circumstances he would have become accustomed to seeing her tits by now. He had, after all, just spent the afternoon in the dungeon with Laura entirely on display. And he'd just fondled her tits as he helped James fit them into the harness breast cut outs. But here the bells constantly drew his attention to her tits, swaying as she trotted, so that Mark could only see the outward side boobs as they swayed. Somehow, this teasing side view of her breasts as they swayed alternately with each step had him fascinated. Laura's swaying tits and her undulating buttocks kept Mark hard throughout the sulky ride, a fact Sarah was well aware of.

Soon, Sarah and Mark arrived at a split in the road; another dirt road was joining theirs. Mark and Sarah wondered where that road led, probably to another cabin. They and Laura realized they were no longer on James and Claire's private driveway. In about 10 minutes, another dirt road joined theirs. They all wondered how many cabins were serviced by the road they followed, Sarah and Mark with curiosity, and Laura with horror.

Finally, after another 15 minutes of Laura's forced trotting, the state highway was in view some 100 yards ahead. Laura could only see straight ahead because of the blinders, but could occasionally hear traffic. She stopped dead in her tracks in fear of exposure. Mark promptly used the whip to urge her forward but even after several swats to each buttock and the development of visible welts rising on her ass, Laura didn't move. Seeing Mark's frustration, Sarah reached over and took the buggy whip, saying, "You men sometimes just don't know how to do it." Instead of mirroring Mark's overhead swing putting a downward strike on Laura's ass, Sarah laid the whip down and with a wrist snap brought it up between Laura's legs. The resulting sound was less like the "twack" Mark produced but more of a wet "thuck" as it stuck between Laura's spread, damp labia. Mark wasn't sure whether it had hit her cunt or clit, but the sulky immediately jerked forward with Laura making a sound around the cock gag that sounded like the charging sound of a bull elephant.

Mark looked carefully for traffic before turning the sulky around on the highway and pointing back up the dirt road. The sharp U-turn required so strong a pull on the reins that Laura's left tit was pulled fully to the side and could be seen from the sulky seat, with the left rein attached to the nipple ring pulling a very distended nipple. Sarah jumped down and checked the roadside mailbox but found nothing while Mark held the sulky to a stop with backward force on the reins pulling both of Laura's tits to the side making them visible all the way to the nipples from the seat. He also delighted in giving the bells a jingle. While Sarah was checking the mail several vehicles drove past on the county highway, but none gave any indication of the view of a naked pony-girl showing her ass and pulling a sulky.

With a shake of the reins, Laura started to pull the sulky back to the cabin. No whip strike was needed this time, as either Laura had learned, or she wanted to get away from the road and the exposure of her public nudity quickly. The return trip was uphill, and Mark and Sarah noticed that their pony-girl was now covered in sweat from the additional effort, with much sweat dripping down from under her crotch straps. James couldn't pretend that the sight of the wet, undulating buttocks right in front of him wasn't causing a tightness in his pants. Just a few minutes in from the county highway, Sarah pointed out a small meadow with a tiny stream running through it and said, "Let's stop."

The reins had Laura's left tit leading the way into the meadow and close to the stream which was surrounded by mountain rocks. The "whoooooa" command and the dual tug felt on her tit rings brought the sulky to a stop a few feet from the stream.

The beauty and romance of the meadow had the couple making out like they were teenagers at the drive-in. Sarah could feel Mark's arousal and said, "You've never had Laura, and this is why I kept you on the cross all day, let this be my gift to you." Mark started to get down, but Sarah said, "Wait," and took the reins, throwing them to the front of Laura. She then took the reins, slipped them through a gap in one of the rocks, and pulled them. Laura's tits were pulled by the nipple rings forcing Laura to bend at the waist until she was bent forward past horizontal, with the cheek straps pulling her ass higher and pulling her pudendum back and into even greater prominence. Sarah then tied the reins through the rock gap. Laura wasn't moving or lifting her head. Sarah then returned to the sulky after pulling on Laura's nipples and playing with the bells.

As Sarah stepped between the sulky pulls attached to Laura's harness, she kicked Laura's feet apart and said, as if to a pet, "Stay." Mark now had a view of not only Laura's strap shaped ass checks and open view of her sore and red asshole but now had the pleasure of viewing her spread pudendum pushed back between her legs by her position, her slit clearly wet and now dripping downward to her red, inflamed protruding clit. Her labia were spread by the cheek straps, red, and exposed, probably from Sarah's previous expert whip use and Laura's multiple punishments.

Before Mark could exit the sulky to take advantage of Laura's inviting display, Sarah, standing between the sulky poles on the ground, unzipped his shorts and pulled them off, then started licking his balls while holding his hard cock in one hand with a minimum of motion. She knew her husband and was determined to get him as hard and determined, and maybe frustrated, as possible before unleashing him on Laura. It didn't take long, and Mark jumped down and slammed his rather large cock into Laura's pussy in one violent motion. He fucked her hard and remarked that by holding onto the side harness attachments he was able to get more traction and was able to fuck her harder than he'd ever been able to fuck doggy style.

Meanwhile Sarah was watching from the side, enjoying the view of Mark's powerful ass pounding Laura's cunt and her mewing sounds emanating from around the rubber cock in her mouth. Sarah was also playing with Laura's nipples as Mark fucked her, giggling at the rhythmic sound the bells made as Mark sawed in and out. Mark didn't last long. He filled Laura with a large load of cum as he'd been stimulated by watching her ass for the entire trip, and started to retrieve his shorts.

Sarah stopped him and said, "Let's get cleaned up first." She walked down to the small stream with a small feeding bucket she'd found hanging on the back of the sulky. As she dipped her toes in the water, she pulled back. Seems this water had been mountain snow a short time ago and was running only slightly above freezing. She motioned to Mark that she didn't want him to mess up his shorts with that sticky tool and removed Laura's cock gag, saying "get that cock cleaned." Mark approached Laura's tit ring bound position and pushed his cock to the back of her throat. She started to gag and pull back, but the nipple rings and secured reins kept her forward. Mark really enjoyed the cock sucking as he could push deep and have Laura stay in place. Her noises around his cock as her nipples pulled started to get him hard again but it was time to go.

Sarah replaced the cock gag and released her tits replacing the reins to their driving position. Finally, she filled the small bucket with ice water and, telling Laura she needed to be cooled down, threw the freezing water over Laura's chest. Laura groaned through the cock gag. Sarah brought Laura's attention to the new state of her nipples, which were now as hard as rocks from the cold water. Sarah spent only a minute or two twisting those nubs while singing a little ditty in time to the bells ringing before mounting the sulky again.

With a sharp tug to her now sore right nipple, Laura turned the sulky, left the meadow, and began the uphill climb to the cabin. About 50 yards before reaching the final turn off to Claire and James's cabin, Laura first heard and then saw, between her blinders, a pickup truck coming down the other joining road. In less than a minute she would be straight on with the driver of the truck looking at her reined tits and dripping sex. She pulled as fast as she could and moved the sulky into Claire and James's driveway. Barely a few feet in when the truck passed, she heard a double horn beep as the truck passed. It didn't stop but she couldn't see how the driver couldn't have noticed her bare ass pulling the sulky as a pony-girl.

Halfway up the last hill to the cabin, Laura slowed, stopped, and started making unintelligible noises. Concerned, because although they enjoyed their BDSM play, they didn't want to hurt Laura and thought she might be having some muscle cramp or something. Mark pulled the tit reins back to stop her with a "whoooooa." She was moving her legs strangely and making them bowlegged. Just as Sarah and Mark were about to jump down and see what was wrong, Laura let loose with a hot stream of urine, making a huge puddle in the road. Sarah made a few comments about ponies meant to embarrass Laura, but they soon continued to the cabin without further drama.

Upon arrival at the cabin, James moved to unhook the sulky and tack, but Mark stopped him. Laura's undulating ass cheeks had reawakened his need on the ride up the hill since the meadow adventure. He jumped down, turning to Sarah, who understood. Sarah pulled the nipple reins down and held them with her foot. Laura was bent even further than before, a bit past 90 degrees. Mark then forced his large cock deep into Laura's asshole and fucked her with abandon, again holding onto the side harness attachments for harder thrusting.