A DAY AT THE RACES

BY DIVINE SCRIBE

The van was black, inside and out. It was armoured, had a strong engein, and the men inside were armed. They could run, and they could fight. And they were on a dangerous mission which they were paid very well for. They worked for wealthy men, men so wealthy that money ment nothing. Each of the six men in the van were paid one millions dollars each, for one evenings work...

"There," said the driver, and they all saw the target:

A broken down car, with two people standing outside of it: a woman, young, on the thin side. Blond. Pretty, in a skirt and blouse and heels. Her daughter, small and blond, perhaps eleven or twelve.

No one was around. Perfect.

"Commence," said the driver.
The van pulled over, just behind the car. The men got out-all dressed in sneakers and jeans and t shirts and glasses...and black gloves.

"Having trouble?" asked the driver without a trace of a smile. The woman knew right away that something was wrong. "Yes, the hod dtsrted to smoke," she said, and stopped. She say that two men were advancing on her, both with black hoods in each hand.

"Hey, stop right there, your frightningh my daughetr," she said,and grabbed the shild.

The men all acted at once. the woman screamed just for a seciond as she was forced to the ground. Two men held her down, two men held the little girl down, two hands went over each mouth and a delightful air of "MMMMPH!" could be heard from both of them.

The hoods were slipped over each head, and the neck cord tighetened. The hoods were filled with choloroform pads, and soon each girl was still.

They were loaded into the van, the door closed, and it drove away, leaving the car with the haxards lights blinking away, unattended...

"Her," said a voice of a man. "I choose her. Ten million to place first."

He smiled at the little girl and her mother.

"Have the mother taken to my booth," said the man. "Hurry, we only have a few hourts before the Race." The sleeping woman was placed into a wheelchair and wheeled out of the room. the sleeping child lay there as two attendants came to her, asian women, and started to changed her into her racing costume...

The woman woke up first. The man was there in a chair, and he smiled at her when he heard her mnoan.

"Ah, awake at last, are we? Good, good, tip top. the Race is about to begin," The woman opened her eyes all the way, in terror. She couldnt move. Her mouth was gagged...and she looked at herself in the tinted mirror:

She was in a dentists chair, tied at the ankles and knees and wrists behind her back. Then she was strapped to the chair at the head, neck, shoulders, waist, kness, and ankles. She was helpless tpo mocve nothing but her feet and fingers. A red ball gag filled her mouth, and a line of drool dripped onto her blouse. That much drool ment she was sleeping a long time.

"MMMM? MMMPH! MMMMMMMMMPH!" she shook and screamed into the gag.

"Ah, yes, I know, a million questions. First, I have no name, and neither do you. second, you will be relased unharmed after this is over. Third, we are at the Bunny Races, and I think your daughter will bring me quite a lot of money." The man turned off the lights in the room, and the woman could see the larrge room next to the booth: an indoor race track, and other booths lined up and down.

"MMMMH!" she screamed, and started to cry.

"Yes, yes, I know, its horrible. Now, please be quiet, the race is about to begin." The man placed his chair at her feet, slipped her shoes off over her protests, and started to mesage and run his hands over her stockinged feet. The man smiled and the woman cringed in horror at what she saw:

People were coming into the track: men and woman, and each one had a leash in hand...and at the end of the leash was a little girl! There were about ten of them, all young. Black, whire, brown, Asian..all dressed the same way: one pice bodu suits of shimmering red or blck or white or blue. Dark fishnet stockings, high heeled shoes with ankle straps. And HOW high! Five inch stelletos, and some of the girls were falling and wobbling! Each one had a cute little bunny tail and bunny hears attached to the hair. Each mouth wag gagged, and each girl wore a plsstic bunny ear-and-teeth plastic mold.

"Sound, please," he said, and the room was filled with the whimperings and mewlings of gagged girls.

"See this?>" he asked, and held up a small bnox with a red button on it. The box was attached to the wall by a cord. The woman didnt answer, but watched the box.

"An small electroide is taped to your daughters ass. All the girls have one. if I dont think she is going fast enough, I will press this button, and the pain will make her go faster," he got out of the chair and went to the woman. "Dnt scream,": he said, and removed the gag, and wiped away the spit and drool.

"Please, please dont hurt my baby," she bagged.

"I wont, if you cooperate. Now, watch," she watchedm, and he pressed the button, and a small, frightened blond girl suddenly jumped out of the crowd, jumping up and down (hajds tied behind each back and each ankle hobbled with a foot of chain) and screamed.

"STOP IT! STOP IIIIIIITTTTTTT!" she screamed, and he did. The girl fell to the ground, crying. the other girls were upset now, and one or two others started to jump up and down, and cry and scream. they stopped,m and three others started.

"Kiss me, or I will press the button again," he demanded, and the woman found herself kissing him faster and faster, harder and harder.

"Open up," he said, and the gag was replaced. The race was about to begin.

The man placed himself at her feet, his poenis was out now and he placed it in betwene her stockinged feet. :Get me off before the race is ended, or else," he said, and his finger hovered over the box. The woan squeelked, but her feet started to rub up and down his penis, hard and fast.

"Very good," he said with a smile, and a bell rang. they both looked down, and saw the pack of girls begin.
They walked as quick as the chains would let them. some took quick baby steps, others hopped just a bit. A voice over a loud speaker boomed, "COME ON, BUNNIES, YOU CAN GO FASTER THAN THAT!"

And thats when the men and woman "handlers" started walking towards the girls. Each had a switch in hand, and they startd to whip the girls behind. erach girl squeeled, and started to run faster. each girl was crying, red faced, eyes water filled and afraid. They hoped aftser, a few fell.

The blond girl that the m,an had bet on was falling behind.

He pressed the button, and she jumped foward, hopping very fast. She screamed and cried as she hopped past the other bunnys, and thats when the mann stopped. She got the idea. When other bunnys got close, she hopped faster. The men and woan trailed behind, smiling, knowing that the girls were afraid of them. The woamsn feet jerked him off faster, and he was getting close to climax.

The girls were half a way around. The sound of screaming gagged girls and commanding handlers filled the room. He hit the buttu=on again, every time another girl got close. She still had the lead, but other girls were also jumping and screaming,many of them getting closer and closer.

Two girls passed her, and the man gave her mother an angry look, and hit the button again.

They were almost at the end. The two giurls, a black girl and another blond, were screaming and jumping furiously. the black girls eyes suddenly went as wide as saucers as one of her heels broke and she fell to the floor, bucking and jumpoing to get up...or in pain.

The other blond slowed a bit, and the man hitthe button again and again and again! The girl closed her eyes and screamedone long scream and jumpoed foward as fast as she could.

"LOOK AT THAT BUNNY GO!" said the happy voice on the loudspeaker, and she zoomed past the winning girl and over the finish line!

The man climaxed and shot his load into the air and all over the womans feet.

The woan cried and did as she was told, afraid of what would happen if she didnt.

It was later. the man was dressed, and the panting, sweaty eleven year old was in his room, still chained and gagged, sibbing with her mother. The manproduced two of the knock-out hoods.

:Its time, ladies,'he said and appriached.The little girl still had some nergy, and she used it to run about the room, seeking escape. the mother wiggled as the man walked to her, and slipped the hood over her face. he smiled as she bucked and struggled and screamed, and eventuaylly lkay still.

"MMMPH!" screamed the girl. Her heels clattered on the floor as she ran, and the man smiled and enjoyed tyhe sport, and finally grabbed her as she tripped. helay on top of her, and she squirmed under him, and he smiled a she slowly-sloooooooowly-placed the hood over her protesting face...

The girls woke later at home, the van gone, and called the police..