THE POKER GAME

BY ROMAN

[ part 2 ]

Saturday

Mandy got me up. She put the handcuffs back on and the plug in and the dildo in me. Then she tied me to the bottom of the bed forcing me to kneel.

Christy awoke first. She came into the room and saw me kneeling with my head in my hands. “Are you ready for a new day?” she asked, knowing that my ordeal had just begun. She was sure, I suppose her mother would find new and interesting things for me to do. After she got up, the others were quick to rise. It was only sunrise. Irma got Mandy up. She started by telling all of us that the three losers from the poker game were going to be trained to be pony girls.

“Janice, Mandy, and Christy. You are the three who lost the most. Today you are all going to learn to be pony girls. Darla, I, Kate and Angel are going to be the trainers. Now we are going to have breakfast. Mandy you will feed our slave.”

This was new. What was going to happen, Irma.”

“All right, Irma what do you mean, slave.” said Christy.

“Just that dear. You are slaves for the day. You lost the game, did you not?” “Yes,” I said hesitantly.

“Well then today you are a slave. You will do as you are told by anyone of us. Mandy is going to feed you breakfast and keep you on your leash. You will respond to all commands. Understood!” we nodded.

We all went into the kitchen. Pretty soon there was the smell of coffee, bacon, eggs, and other goodies wafting through the room. Then when all was ready we sat down at the table to eat.

“You three slaves have to kneel and wait for the others to feed you. Mandy you and Janice come to me. Janice behind Mandy. Mandy, I will give you morsels that you can feed Janice. You need to make sure she doesn't choke. That's right, dear. Good.”

Mandy fed me till I was full. Since I was not allowed to speak, I simply turned my head when I wanted something else. At last we all finished. Mandy I and Christy were left to clean the kitchen. When we finished we were taken outside sans clothing.

The Greens live in the country so there was no fear that anyone else would see us.

“Janice, Mandy and Christy to your places.” We looked at Irma. “Your places are in front of us. Head up, chest out, hands behind your backs. Janice has it right. You two in line!” she commanded.

Mandy and Christy stood up and fell in beside me. In a moment they too were cuffed. Then Irma brought out some chains, hooks, presses, and bits.

“Put these around their hips, girls. Like this.”

She put a chain around me and snugged it. It went right around my hips just above my butt and not too far above my mons. Then she took a hook and greased it up. The blunt end she stuck in my ass.

The others following her lead did the same to Mandy and Christy. Next she went to Christy and put a press on her chest. It compressed her tits and made them look flat. But the nipples really stuck out. To the nipples she fastened a clip. One for each. To the clip she fastened a chain. She let it dangle. Then she went to each of us in turn making sure the girls had done the presses and the clamps properly.

Then returning to me she got another chain and fastened it to each of the chains dangling from my breasts. Then she took that long chain which now formed a Y and put it right through my labia effectively splitting my pussy in the middle. She made sure the chain rubbed against my clit.

She then checked the others to make sure they were done in exactly the same way. When she was satisfied that they were she took Mandy and turned her around.

“The chain is go between the cheeks like this. Make sure its taught, it has to come across the clit between the labia, through the crotch and between the cheeks. It is then fastened to the chain going around the hips. Like so.”

I looked at my friends. We were all trussed the same way.

“Two more things to go.” said Irma as she got out three tails and three bits. She placed the bits in our mouths. Then she fastened reins to them. Next she put a tail in Mandy and Christy's ass. Of course, I had a hook in mine so she couldn't add a tail.

“Now ponies,” she said as she finished with the tails.

I interrupted her. “Mrs. Green, this hook is really hurting me. Please take it out.”

“Darling, stand up straight. That's better. See when you are standing tall then the hook doesn't hurt does it?”

I had to agree. As long as I was not bent over there was no pain. Just a feeling of being full. I found out rather quickly if I bent the other way then my twat started to hurt as well. As long as I stood straight and tall with shoulders back I was a little uncomfortable but not in pain. I noticed the other girls were standing the same way.

“Now ponies, I expect you to pull the wagons, as you see them. You will take a turn around the ring, then you will find your driver and you will take two turns around the ring with her in the wagon holding the reins. Drivers I expect you to treat your ponies with respect, they are after all your friends. I hope you bear that in mind. Disobedience will not be tolerated and you may use a whip or crop as you see fit. Ponies get to your wagons.

We sauntered over to the wagons and were hitched: each to a wagon. Then Irma took the reins and made us walk in a circle around her. Once we had done that, we stopped and got our drivers. By now we were all drooling and drawing flies. Since our hands were tied, all we could do was stamp our feet and shake our heads. I prayed for rain to stop this game but it was a nice bright sunny day. So here we were the three ponies getting fly bites and being annoyed by other pests and having to pull wagons full of dressed girls in a circle.

We all must have done well though. Once around the field. Then Irma announced the race. Christy your driver is Angel. Mandy your driver is Darla. Janice your driver is Kate. She lined us up and said, “Once around the entire field. Drivers have their reins and their whips. Ponies are to step high and look like ponies. If you do not or if you fail to hurry you will feel the whip. Drivers if you feel your pony is not doing her best you may remind her. Winners will get to torment losers for the rest of the day. Ready! Set! Go!

We started out stepping smartly, knees to our chests almost. Then as we got into the race, we began to go faster and forget posture. When we did, the hooks or the chains reminded us to stay tall and high step. Kate kept up the pressure by flicking me with the whip almost incessantly. Mandy was first, Christy was second and I lost. Irma took off the bridles and bits, took off the harness, and let us go in the house.

“Janice, you will keep the chains and the hooks in place.” “Yes, Irma.” I said and wearily returned to her home. Once inside I begged my friends to take the hooks out of me. They all said I had to wait for Irma.

“Janice, what did you call me?” shouted Irma from the backyard. “Mrs. Green.”

“Janice, you know better. Its Irma, REMEMBER!” she placed emphasis on the remember.

“Girls, bring Janice to me. I want her running, understand.”

Apparently, one girl did. I didn't see who it was but she chased me out the door and all the way across the yard hitting my ass with a crop or a small whip every time I tried to slow down. Its hard running when you have a hook in one hole and a chain attached to that and then another chain in your pussy and that one attached to your nipples.

Anyway I got there, out of breath, and stood at attention waiting for Mrs. Green, errr I mean Irma to turn me around, take the hook out and then tie me to a fence.

Now I was really miserable. I was nude, tied to a fence post, spread for all to see, and unable to scratch any itches. She ordered Kate to go get water for me. Kate brought me a bottle and made sure I got to drink as much as I wanted. Then she poured the rest over me. Some relief at last.

Irma took the press off my breasts, ouch! And I felt more natural after that. Sometime later I was released and I and Darla returned to the house.

“Janice, since you lost the race you are our slave for the rest of the day. There will be other things to do to determine who will join you. Girls, any of you may order Janice to do anything you want as long as its reasonable and leaves no lasting scars. Janice may not refuse. If she does, do not take matters into your own hands. Come tell me and I will correct her. Janice if you have to be corrected it will be very hard on you. Understand?”

“Yes.” I said and resigned myself to more torment and humiliation.

Oh! GOD! I would have to fulfill this if I wanted to keep the friendship with these girls. I guessed it wouldn't be too bad. I nodded in agreement and waited in the pantry for any commands coming my way. I didn't have to wait long.

“Janice, come here!” I recognized the voice. I went immediately. “Get down on your knees and put your tongue where it will do the most good.” I did as I was told and soon I was eating a very shaved pussy. It belonged to my dear friend Kate. She soon came and passed me off to Darla and then to Irma and then to Mandy.

Mandy's pussy was very hard to get into. Her scaring had left the labia a bit hard and unmoving. She was tight, extra tight not in her love passage but getting to it. When I did get my tongue in her she climaxed right away. Then she grabbed my hair, pulled me into her again, and begged for another. I gave that to her willingly.

Irma got a toy for me. “Insert it in her passage and while you are eating her clit, push it in and out. For added effect turn it on.” she said.

I did and sent Mandy into the throes of ecstasy. When she came down she collapsed on the sofa and went right to sleep. Her finger got buried in her twat as she slept.

“Your very good.” said Kate as she ordered me to eat her. Then the others lined up one behind the other waiting for me to eat them as well. I got more pussy that afternoon than I had all weekend. I was in heaven. I was able to eat all of the girls and Irma and then after they all came, I wanted someone to do me but alas there was no one. I went back into the pantry and sat down feeling a bit sad until I realized someone else would soon be in my place.

Late afternoon. I was called to the bathroom to bathe the girls. I had to wash them, dry them and gently make sure they were pristine. After that we ate and then the game began.

Just before we were to begin Irma took a call. It was Angel's mom. She was coming to get Angel and Darla. We quickly dressed and were waiting for her when she came to the door. Angel and Darla said good bye and left.

Now since the entire table was not there, we all decided not to play poker but to play another game. Irma brought out twister.

“I have improved upon the game some. You will see in addition to the usual colored dots on the spinner there are other actions one must do.”

We looked and laughed. If legs were spread or there was an opening to a pussy something was to be put in it. It depended on what was closest.

Mandy, I, Irma, and the others began to play. But someone noticed that it was getting late and I too knew that Mom would soon be here to pick me up. We dressed and waited in a few moments Mom arrived and took me and Kate home. Mandy was going to be staying with Christy as far as I knew.