STABLED

It was 1am and Dave was doing his rounds. Tonight wasn't strictly
necessary as the riding stables he was working security for had
no horses in, they were all away to the races. Dave however was a
man of routine. Ex-army and took the job seriously. It wasn't his
night tonight either, he was doing the shift for one of his team
so that they could have the night off and party.

The grooms had taken the chance to clear the stables out and
instead of relining them with hay, they had left them to air,
then all the people working on the stud had gone down to the town
for a booze-up. It didn't happen to often that the place was this
deserted, so they were all taking the chance to let their hair
down. Dave smiled, there were going to be some good stories from
this night as the grooms were a mixture of girls and boys and all
were young and fit, some fitter than others.

As he quietly walked through the deserted buildings he thought he
heard something and stopped to listen. In the dark he could hear
footsteps, two sets. He moved back further into the shadows and
waited.

Two girls walked from the gap between the buildings, a blonde and
a brunette. He recognised them as grooms and thought it strange
they were not out partying. He was just about to call out to them
when the brunette stopped walking and the blonde turned to her.
He could tell by their body language they were up to something
but nothing prepared him for the blonde suddenly leaning in and
french kissing the brunette. The brunette returned the kiss and
the blondes hand reached up and massaged her friends breast over
the cropped tee shirt she was wearing. Breaking the kiss the
blonde stood back and taking the brunette by the arm led her into
the stable block.

Dave stood for a couple of seconds before making his mind up.
Quietly he walked across the yard and entered the block. It
wasn't difficult to see where the girls had gone as only one
stable door was shut and the lights were on in there, all the
rest were dark. Silently he walked up to the door and tried to
look through but with no luck. He could hear movement and low
talk, but could not see anything.

Then he had an idea. Nipping back outside he grabbed the step
ladder that was leaning against the stable block and quietly came
back in. In the area next to where the girls were he quietly
opened the ladder and climbed up to look over the wall. He had
placed the ladder just right so that he came up behind the spot
lamp that was shining into the stable. He could see all inside,
but they couldn't see him.

He got there just as the brunette had finished taking off her
clothes. The blonde had also been busy, she had taken rope from a
bag, and tied two long pieces to the rings on opposite walls, one
under where he was looking over and the other on the far wall.
There was also a rope over the joist above the stable. Dave was
interested to know what that rope was for. The blonde walked up
to the brunette and asked her if she wanted to go on. The
brunette just smiled and then kissed the blonde again "Yes" she
said.

The blonde turned and reached into her bag and took out some
straps. These she fitted around the brunettes ankles, cuffs, he
now saw. Next a pair of handcuffs, steel ones like the Military
Police used to carry, not cheap and serious stuff. One cuff was
placed on the brunettes wrist and left dangling. Lastly a belt
was placed around the brunettes middle, a belt with lots of rings
on it.

The brunette now turned and spread her legs about 18 inches
apart. The blonde knelt down and taking one of the ropes attached
to the wall tied it to the D ring on the ankle cuff. When she had
done the other ankle the brunette couldn't move far and couldn't
close her legs. The brunette then put her hands together behind
her back and the blonde fixed the other cuff on her, handcuffing
her hands behind her back. She then reached for the rope and tied
it to the middle of the cuffs.

The blonde then took the the other end of the rope and pulled it
downwards. The rope going over the joist caused the brunettes
hands to be pulled up and eventually the girl had to bend over as
her arms went higher and higher. When she was bent at right
angles the blond stopped and tied the rope to one of the rings on
the belt. The brunette was very effectively hobbled and held in
one place. She could not move forward or back due to the ropes
and if she tried to fall to the floor her arms would be pulled
and so stop her. Her shoulders were pulled back into a painful
position, and her hands curled round to grab the rope

Dave's imagination raced ahead. He had watched his fair share of
porn and the brunettes position with her arse sticking out like
that, well he was looking forward to the blonde getting naked
now.

He was to be disappointed though as the blonde showed no signs of
taking her clothes off. She walked around the brunette, stroking
and caressing, checking the ropes and making sure her girlfriends
circulation was ok in her hands.

She stopped and walked back to the bag. From it she took what
looked like a teachers cane. Dave saw it was brown and wooden. He
frowned.

The blonde walked to the presented rear of the brunette and
without any warning bought the cane slamming down on the other
girls backside. The brunette screamed once. Her arse bounced up
and down and her tits swung. Again the blonde hit her hard, a
real back swing and the cane slammed into the girls arse. "Jesus"
thought Dave.

The blonde lined a third strike up and whacked into the brunettes
arse. By now the bent over girl was trying to move out of the way
but the ropes were holding her in one place effectively. Another
whack from the cane and the brunette started to beg for it to
stop.

Dave saw the blondes face. She was smiling, but it was an evil
smile. She was enjoying this immensely. The brunette begged and
begged for no more, but the blonde pulled back her arm and let
fly again. The sharp crack on the brunettes arse raised another
scream and then more begging. Dave could see the marks now from
where he was, big red streaks across the whiteness.

The blonde moved around to the rear of the girl and ran her hand
over the marks, scratching them with her nails. The brunette
cried a little and shook her head, but her head now hung limp.
The blondes hand reached lower and lower and went between the
captive girls legs. She left them there but from the brunettes
reaction he could see the fingers were busy. The brunette started
to push back slightly, just rocking on the balls of her feet, her
breathing become deeper.

The blond stopped and removing her hand caused the other girl to
whimper. She reached forward and played with a nipple hanging
down, rolling it and coating it in the girls juices.

"Please" said the brunette, "please"

"Please what?" the blonde asked.

"Hit me again, harder this time" Dave was shocked. The blonde
however seemed to have expected this as she stood back and took
aim. This time the cane landing caused the brunette to stumble
forward a little and she seemed to be having trouble catching her
breath as no noise came out of her but her back was heaving. She
recovered and just as she did another hit caught her.

Dave could see that the cane marks were evenly spaced, and went
from the top of that perfectly shaped arse to the crease where
the legs met it. Red and raw marks. When the blonde hit again he
could see the skin on the brunettes arse ripple, not from the
stroke but from the pain.

The blonde again stopped and positioned herself behind the girl.
Pushing her hand straight up she seemed to get more fingers in to
the tied girls cunt. She pulled them out and sucked her
girlfriends juices off them. Again her hand went back in and the
brunettes crying slowly turned to moans, as she was stimulated
again. She started to push back harder, as much as the ropes
would allow, humping her girlfriends hand. The blonde stopped and
walked round to the brunettes face. Pulling her girlfriends hair
to raise her head, the blonde stuck one finger after another into
the brunettes mouth. Dave could hear the sucking as she pulled
each finger out. When they were clean, the blonde bent down and
they kissed again.

Standing, the blonde waited. The brunette looked up and and said
"Harder"

The blonde smiled and walked behind her. Raising the cane she
struck. The red mark jumped up, but the brunette didn't scream,
she just moaned. Her backside fell a little as the knees gave
way, but she straightened them and waited. Another strike caused
her to moan some more and she started to sway a little, the
backside moving in little circles. The blonde hit her again and
this time Dave saw blood. The last cut had crossed three or four
of the red marks and the skin had broken in about three places.
The blonde smiled again and raised her arm again. This strike
caused more blood to flow. After two more strikes blood was
flowing freely. The blonde stopped and put her hand between the
brunettes legs. The brunette had stopped reacting to the
individual cane strokes and had just been moaning and swaying the
whole time, but she jumped a little at the hand on her cunt. She
pushed back now, harder and harder and the moaning became louder.


The blond stood back and her friend cried out "Please make me
come!!" The blond smiled and raised her arm. At the top of the
stroke she stopped and said "You are bleeding from your arse you
little bitch" As she struck down with the cane the brunette was
already coming. Dave could see little squirts of fluid from her
pussy, the cane just intensifying the orgasm.

The brunettes legs went, the blonde dropped the cane and grabbed
her before she pulled her arms out of her joints. With one arm
holding the still orgasming girl she used the other hand to undo
the rope from the back of the belt. when that was released they
both lay down on the floor. The brunette still had her legs tied
apart and was still in the throes of an orgasm. Dave could now
see clearly her cunt twitching.

The blonde untied the leg cuffs and grabbed a blanket. The
brunette now just lay face down on the cold hard floor, not
moving. The blonde gathered her up and sitting with her back to
the wall, wrapped her girlfriend into the blanket and cuddled
her.

Dave assumed that the show was over and quietly descended the
ladder. When he got to the floor he discovered his legs were
shaking. He couldn't decide whether from what he had seen or from
standing on the ladder. Quietly he took the ladder outside and
breathed in deeply. Shaking his head he headed off to his car. He
had changed his mind, he was going to need a drink, maybe two or
three.
