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Chapter Eight - The Ponygirls
As Rick and Linda were entering the surprisingly quiet cabin, across town
a different scene was playing out. Kurt had released the straps and
removed the girls' blindfolds. He grabbed Pattie by her bound knees and
roughly dragged her across the storage area of the dirty SUV. Still in
her hogtie, Pattie was helpless to resist and her strict gag of wadded
panties and several wraps of tape made any attempt to scream difficult.
Jane was equally bound and gagged and watched as Kurt threw Pattie over
his shoulder. As he disappeared around the corner of the Bronco he
looked back at Jane and snarled "Don't worry bitch, I'll be back for you
when I am done with this tramp."
Jane renewed her struggles as Kurt's steps sounded faintly. There was a
creak of a door and then a slam. She was left with the sounds of a
cooling engine and the cooing of a dove high in the loft of the barn.
Who is that guy and what is he planning for us?
Kurt had taken Pattie into the former tack room of the now unused portion
of the barn. As he undid Pattie's hogtie rope and helped her stand she
stood unsteadily due to the still present ropes on her ankles. Kurt took
advantage of her circumstances to slip a rope noose around her neck and
with a strong hand cinched and then raised it. Pattie was forced to lift
herself partially off the floor to keep from choking.
His victim now secure, Kurt left the room. Pattie assumed he was
returning to bring Jane here too. She took advantage of his absence to
scan the room for any help in escaping her bonds. The ropes he had used
were coarse and tightly knotted, there was no slack and she quickly gave
up attempting to force her bonds loose as any movement caused pain.
Pattie's observations of the room showed her several stalls with gates on
them that were smaller than she imagined a standard horse stall to be,
certainly smaller than the ones in Rick and Jane's barn. Ominously, she
recognized many of the tack items on the large peg board. She had seen
tack like this at Rick and Jane's. It was designed after equine
equipment but...meant for humans! In addition to the tack such as
blinders, bits and reins there were human ponygirl bondage items. Pattie
spotted corsets, arm binders, posture collars and several pairs of pony
boots, with and without heels. Her examinations were interrupted as Kurt
returned with Jane. Unlike Pattie, he had untied Jane's ankles and
secured a tight noose around her neck which he was using as a leash.
With her knees still tightly bound above and below, Jane struggled to
keep up as Kurt viciously yanked on the rope. He dragged her to another
noose hanging several feet from Pattie and in short order had Jane on her
tip toes. Without saying a word, he left the helpless and naked victims
to struggle in the cold hay strewn room. Jane and Pattie stared at each
other with tear filled eyes. Both realized it was useless to struggle
against the tight bondage and they silently commiserated as they heard
the Bronco start up and then the sound of the engine disappeared.
Once Kurt had returned his vehicle to the garage he trudged through the
now knee deep snow to the barn. Stomping off the boots and slapping off
the ice from his jacket he paused to listen for noise from the rear of
the barn. Hearing nothing, he nodded and quickly checked on the horses.
The storm had them spooked but his reassuring words and some oats in
their stalls settled them. Kurt made his way to his room and while his
computer booted up he fished around the cupboards for some soup and
another bottle of whiskey. He crossed his fingers that the storm had not
knocked out the internet connections.
As his soup came to a boil he was pleased to see that he had new mail.
Slurping from the bowl, he opened the message from his former life
contact whose codename was The Buyer. The man was indeed still
interested in acquiring merchandise but stated that he was more upscale
now and demanded photos before he would consider making an offer. He was
pleased that Kurt was looking to sell them as a set. There was currently
a high demand for matched pairs. Not being trained as pony-girls would
affect the price but not too much as there was also a market for those
owners who preferred the experience of 'breaking' new ponies. Kurt
smiled and took a gulp of his drink. I can certainly get some great
pictures for The Buyer, Kurt thought. He sent out a quick reply that
pictures would be coming soon and settled back to think about what to do
next.
Outside, the winter storm had increased in intensity. Wind whistled
through openings in the weather-beaten wall boards. Any noise the women
would have been able to make would certainly have been drowned out by the
howling gale.
Chapter Nine - The Discovery
The raging storm had piled up snow in the mouth of the garage. Rick
grabbed a shovel and cleaned it up so he could close the door. As Rick
shoveled, Linda exited and headed for the mudroom. Taking off her boots
and outer clothes she was surprised to not see anyone or to hear
anything. In addition, the lights in the cabin were off and with the
storm conditions it was difficult to see. Linda quickly flipped a bunch
of switches, not remembering which ones operated the kitchen lights. Her
actions spurred a flurry of moans and groans from the common room. As
she strode to the doorway, Rick entered the mudroom and began removing
his boots.
Linda could now see where the muffled sounds were coming from. Her
turning on of lights had obviously included two spotlights which
highlighted the cages hanging in front of a fire that was down to a few
small sticks of wood. The gibbet occupants, one facing the fireplace
wall and the other the windows rocked as both Heather and Marci grunted
and squirmed. Stepping in front of Heather and gently turning Marci so
she could see both of them, Linda laughed. "This is a fine pickle you
two have got yourself into. I suppose you did something to irk Mistress
Beth and this is your punishment?" Her words spurred the two slaves to
make even more noise which drew the attention of Rick. As he appeared in
the doorway Linda realized that perhaps the slaves were in trouble and
she attempted to release them. Unfortunately, the doors were locked and
the cages were too tight for her to remove their gags. "Master Rick,"
Linda asked, "Do you see a key ring in the kitchen? I think these girls
are trying to tell me something but I can't understand them and I can't
let them out as the cages are locked." Without answering, he turned and
went back to the kitchen. Sure enough, there was a key ring on the
counter. As he brought it to the fireplace he too noticed that the fire
was almost out and the eerie quietness of the cabin was beginning to
spook him.
Even as he was undoing the cages he asked Heather and Marci, "Where is
everyone?" His question prompted another round of unintelligible
mutterings. As soon as Marci was unlocked he turned to Heather's cage.
Linda was quickly helping Marci out and to a chair. As soon as Marci was
seated Linda turned to her gag and released it. By then Rick had Heather
out of the cage and was assisting her to another chair. As Linda pulled
the gag from Marci's mouth she attempted to speak but having been gagged
for so long, no words came out. Working her jaw a bit she attempted
again.
"Master Rick, Linda," she gasped. "Something bad has happened! A
strange man came in and followed Mistress Beth upstairs. I know he came
back down but I couldn't see him and I haven't seen Mistress Beth since
then! Please, go look for her!" As Heather began to wail, Rick took off
in a sprint and bounded up the stairs, yelling as he went. "Beth! Eve!
Jane! Pattie!"
His shouting did not elicit a reply although he thought he heard a thump.
Rick threw open doors as he moved down the hallway. Each bedroom was
empty until he came to Eve's room. Like the downstairs, the room was
dark but he could make out a form on the bed. Flipping on the light he
was horrified to see Eve wrapped like a mummy with a huge ring gag in her
mouth. "Linda! Get up here now!" he bellowed as he quickly strode across
the room. Kneeling down he consoled the bound and blind domme. In order
to remove the gag he had to first find a loose end of tape and then
slowly and carefully unwrap her head. As the tape came off her eyes and
the gauze pads with it, Eve looked at Rick with tear filled eyes. Linda
came into the room as Rick was gently undoing the gag strap and then
removing it. It was obvious from the deep indents in Eve's face that she
had been in this position for some time.
As Linda knelt beside Rick, Eve was attempting to speak. She offered a
sip from a water glass on the end table. The drink seemed to help as Eve
was able to ask, "What happened?"
Rick and Linda looked at each other and then back at Eve. "We don't
know, we were going to ask you the same thing," Rick said and then,
"Marci tells me that a strange man followed Beth up the stairs and that
she hasn't been seen since then. Have you seen Beth? How about Jane and
Pattie?" Eve answered that she had been sleeping and then suddenly felt
a weight on her chest and before she could scream a rag was shoved over
her nose and mouth and that was the last thing she remembered. "Could I
have another drink please Linda? My throat is very sore."
As Rick slowly worked on unwrapping Eve he asked her if there was
anything else she could remember. Eve thought a moment and then said, "I
thought I could hear some banging when I woke up but it must have been
hours ago. Until you showed up I haven't heard a thing." Just then,
Marci showed up at the door and seeing Eve in the throes of being unbound
screamed and ran to her. Marci's piercing cry seemed to be echoed by a
faint knocking sound.
With an admonition from Rick for everyone to stand still and be quiet,
they all listened and then Rick stepped from the room and down the
hallway. The knocking was sporadic but he thought he heard it coming
from one of the first rooms he had checked.
Opening the door again and turning on the lights he saw nothing and was
about to leave when he heard the noise again. It sounded like it was
coming from the closet. Hustling over, he snatched open the door and
flipped on the overhead light. There on the floor was Beth!
Rick's discovery prompted Beth to thrash around as best she could in what
Rick could see was a sadistic hogtie. Beth had multiple bands of baling
twine wrapped so tightly on her legs that her flesh bulged from their
edges. She had been arched so much that her shoulders and knees were off
the floor. To add to the arch, a rope had been tied from the hogtie rope
to the curtain rod. Beth's head was pulled back so tightly that she was
staring at the end of the closet. A puddle of drool was sitting on the
floor beneath her mouth which was held open by the same kind of gag Eve
had.
Beth's eyes turned as much as they could to see Rick and he could tell
that she was in agony. How she had been able to force herself to rock
enough to tap her shoes against the back wall of the closet was
incredible. Rick comforted her as best he could as he yelled at Linda to
grab some scissors from his shaving kit in the bathroom. Gently he
removed the gag and let Beth work her jaw. "Don't speak yet Beth," he
said. As Beth loosened her jaw, Linda appeared with the scissors and was
about to cut the overhead string. "Don't do that Linda," Rick ordered.
"We need to support her as we remove each rope. Otherwise we'll bounce
her off the floor and she's suffered enough."
Nodding her understanding and working together, they removed the overhead
rope and then gently, the hogtie string. With a lot of care, they
lowered Beth's legs as she moaned. Deciding that the next course of
action was to roll her over to attack the rest of the bondage, that was
when they discovered more of the devious rope work. Attached to Beth's
nipples were alligator clamps. The chain between them held a piece of
paper. With apologies, Rick slowly removed the clamps. The rush of
blood to the nipples caused Beth to cry out in pain and Heather quickly
knelt down beside her mistress and crying, gently massaged her ravaged
breasts. As Rick tossed the note aside, he next tackled the last piece
of torture. The string between Beth's legs had sunk deeply into her
vagina and Rick had to work very carefully to first cut and then remove
it. Beth sighed as the rope that had felt like it would cut her in two
was finally removed. The remainder of the bondage was quickly undone.
As Heather and Linda gently sat Beth up, Rick asked her what had
happened. Beth was not much assistance. "I remember laughing at my
helpers complaining in their cages," Beth said. "I was prepared to spend
some time with them once I was done looking in on Eve. As I got to the
landing, I was pushed from behind and before I could yell a rag was
shoved over my face. When I woke up, I was where you found me. I
initially tried to get someone's attention but it hurt so much to move
that I gave up. I don't know how long I have been in there. I don't
understand why Jane and Pattie didn't find me. Are they downstairs?"
With that reminder, Rick dashed out of the room and down the stairs. He
glanced out the windows and while he could barely see the hot tub through
the blowing snow, it was clear that neither woman was there. Just as he
decided to check the other cabin an anguished wail and scream came from
upstairs. He spun and raced back to the bedroom where Beth was found.
Linda was collapsed on the floor and sobbing. In her hands was the piece
of paper that had been attached to Beth's nipple clamp chain and that
Rick had tossed aside.
Grabbing the paper from Linda's hand, Rick read the note:
Rick
Five years ago you ruined my life! Now it's my turn!
I have your wife and her friend and you'll never see them again.
Payback is a bitch!
KW
The coarse paper had been written on with a dull pencil but the message
was clear.
Rick roared as Linda continued to sob.
Back in the barn as the storm raged, two helpless souls wondered what
their fate would be...
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