Felicity Visits the Ranch

by Battlewagon
- do not use without permission.


Felicity Visit’s the Ranch

Cast of Characters:

Andréa: A Pony Girl Wannabe. A Well Stacked Brunette.

Athena: A Nice Blonde Girl to share a Limo Trunk With and Other Adventures.

Darla: Felicity’s publisher and friend.

Felicity Campbell: Best Selling Author of romance/adventure novels. Usually about a heroine and a touch of bondage. Currently doing research for a novel tentatively titled: Samantha Savage and the Kidnapped Pony Girl. A beautiful blonde.

Fitzpatrick: Handsome Friend of Mimi with Influence on Proceedings at The Ranch.

Franklin: Professional Photographer who has the other half of the top floor in a converted loft building. He is Felicity’s neighbor. Very handsome with red hair.

Jeffrey: Nerd Employed by Fitzpatrick.

Michelle Ann: Spy For A Weekly Rag Trying to Get Info on the Ranch. A Gorgeous Redhead With A Trace of Blonde.

Mimi: A Pretty Brunette With Nice Breasts and a Talented Scream.

Minerva: Another Blonde Pony Girl Wannabe Working at The Ranch..

Mustache Pete: Another Guest at The Ranch.

Randolph: Felicity’s First Guest At The Ranch.

Chapter Five: Future Ponies Get to Ride Horses.

It isn’t long before they pull up at their destination. The girls hear someone instructing him to pull into the main garage. Hardly has the motor been shut off when the trunk lid is opened. There are two men appraising the limousine’s cargo. Each one unties a hogtie rope and lifts a girl out of the trunk and stands her on her bound feet. The garage was not air conditioned. Both girls start to sweat.

“Hey, look at this one. Something has run down her leg and dried. Looks like Franklin had time for a quickie.” Felicity stood twisting her bound wrists in her tight tie and blushing furiously. The man who had made the comments give her right breast a quick squeeze. She squealed nicely into her gag and almost fell in trying to avoid his touch.

Each man puts an arm around a girl and uses the other arm to push on the back of her knees and quickly pick them up. They are carried out of the garage and into a nearby building. They are taken into a room that is at least air conditioned. There is a slightly raised stage with what appears to be three merry-go-round horses about six feet apart facing each other. They are placed standing on the floor next to two of the horses. The tight ropes on their knees and ankles are removed. Felicity was placed next to the yellow one while Athena got the red horse.

Athena is looking at Felicity and smiling behind her gag. She knows what is coming and her companion doesn’t. It is then that Felicity notices that there is something sticking a several inches out of the saddle of each horse. “Oh crap, it’s a dildo.” she mumbles into her gag. She can see that it appears well lubricated and ready to find a home in her.

The man who carried her in and undid the rope around her ankles and knees helped her to mount.. He leaves her wrists and elbows still well tied. “I know that this is your first time to ride one of these horses. Ho, ho. So don’t struggle when I help you up. You notice the stirrups are up high so you can have you crotch clear of your future play toy when you have a foot in each stirrup.”

Felicity didn’t resist as he helped her get her left foot in a stirrup and then managed to get her right leg over and into the other stirrup. She stood with her crotch just clearing the well lubricated dildo. At his command she slowly lowed herself. She felt about four inches of it entering her. After a little more she squealed when her crotch finally reached the saddle. The dildo actually felt rather pleasant. The man then lowered the stirrups so her legs were now straight and she couldn’t raise herself off the guest between her legs. She glanced over to her left and sees that Athena has already been mounted on her red horse and the stirrups lowered. She is now also impaled on a dildo. Her friend moves herself on her dildo and makes a pleased sound around her gag. Narrow straps with buckles then secure their ankles to the stirrups.

Each man then stands on a box and removed their wrist and elbow ropes. As they bring their hands around in front for the first time in hours they are given permission to loosen the straps on their gags and remove them. However they are to leave them around their necks. Felicity notices that there is a snap hook hanging off the back of her saddle. She finds out what it is for when one of the men has her put her arms back behind her back and places handcuffs on her wrists. The hook is then snapped onto the handcuff chain, further securing her to her to her fine yellow steed.

Both girls are sitting on their mounts naked, impaled and chained to the saddle. The two men leave the girls briefly. Before they can get to talking, there is an interruption. The men are binging in another naked but otherwise unbound blonde girl. She is being held by her arms. Each man has an arm. “Hey, I thought you were bringing me in from the barn to feed me. You somehow forgot today. Oh crap. I guess you want me to ride one of those horses with something stuck in me again.”

“Yeah Minerva. I heard that Blue is your favorite color, so I saved the blue horse for you. You want to do this hard or easy? I hope it is the former. I haven’t gotten to warm you shapely ass with a good spanking lately.” He was smiling when he said it. Minerva returned the smile. The men released their hold on her.

“Yes but my ass is still sore from that last training session when I was pulling you around on that pony cart. You are pretty good with that buggy whip. It hurts but doesn’t break the skin. My ass is still on the red side.” She turned around so that her naked ass was visible to the two mounted girls. It had several red stripes on her well rounded cheeks.

The blonde beauty then calmly walked over to the red horse. She put her foot in the stirrup and swung her other leg easily over the saddle. At first she stood with her crotch above the dildo. She gave a little sound of pleasure as she slowly settled down on it.. As her reddened ass touched the leather saddle she squealed and rose up two inches but with the dildo still impaling her. She finally gently settled down on her dildo but winced again when she made contact. Without being told, she put her wrists behind her back and allowed the men put the handcuffs on and secure them to the back of the saddle. The stirrups were adjusted, straps placed on her ankles and the blue horse’s passenger was on to stay for a while.

Three naked and well secured blondes sat there looking at each other. Athena introduced her companion to Minerva. “Pleased to meet you Minerva. What do you do around here?”

“Just the usual stuff, honey. Stripped, tied to a pony cart, whipped and raped. Correction, I guess it’s not rape when I am paid so well for my services in that department.” It was just then that there was an interruption. Another man arrived with buckets of fried chicken. He paused to admire the beautiful blondes impaled on their horses and departed.

The two men opened the first bucket. The naked Minerva chimed in. “Hey! Don’t we get any? I haven’t been fed lately. I bet we can do better on our coming performances with full stomachs.” Pretending to be annoyed the two men unsnapped the hooks holding the girls’ wrists to the back of the saddle and one side of their handcuffs. The impaled girls brought their hands back in front of them. They were given paper plates of chicken and all the trimmings along with plastic utensils. They made quick work of the food. Two were famished after a long ride in a car trunk and the other had apparently missed her last meal.

Afterwards the plates were retrieved. The two men left momentarily. Impaled on the dildos none of the girls had much chance of freeing their feet from the stirrups and dismounting. Stretching, they touched the straps holding their ankles in the stirrups, but didn’t try to release them. When the men returned, they are impressed to see that all three girls have managed to hook their handcuff chains to the back of their saddles and snap the open handcuff back on their wrists.

“It’s time for your horsy rides girls. Felicity was the was the only one who didn’t know what was coming. Her two companions did and were looking at the new naked girl and smiling. She hadn’t noticed that each saddle had two rubber bulbs on thin rubber hoses connected to it. The two on hers were yellow. One of the men took them and handed each of the yellow bulbs to her friends. What were they for? She soon found out. Minerva gave hers a healthy squeeze. The dildo inside Felicity suddenly pulsed a couple of more inches into her. She gave a loud squeal of surprise.

She hadn’t expected the dildos to be remote controlled by her companions. She had halfway expected the men to play with their bodies and make their squirming on the dildos set them off.

One of the men handed her two bulbs. She couldn’t see the colors, so she gave the one in her left hand a hard squeeze. Minerva jerked in her saddle. She now knew that the one in her right hand had to be the red one. Athena was given her two squeeze bulbs. She gave the one in her left hand a hard squeeze. Minerva squirmed in her saddle again. Now all the girls knew which bulb would stimulate who.

One of the men then made a little speech. “This little contest is going to be filmed. There is a separate camera on each of you. You may request a personal copy when you depart The Ranch. It will show only you. It is something to remember your pleasant stay here.” Three girls laughed. “As there is one new girl here who doesn’t know the object of the contest, I will explain. The goal is to be the last one to climax when the guest inside you goes to work in earnest.”

“The first girl to climax spends her night secured in her quarters bound hand and foot. Even after you climax you are permitted to keep pumping away. The second girl to climax gets to spend the night secured in her quarters with only her wrists tightly bound behind her. The last to climax spends the night only secured in her quarters. When I clap my hands, the contest starts.”

He clapped his hands. Felicity jumped in her saddle as two pulses hit her. She began squeezing her red and blue bulbs with great vigor. Soon all three girls were panting and squirming in their saddles. All were sweating and making funny noises but not exploding. Felicity had a slight advantage in that she had been well entertained by Franklin a few hours before but she was having trouble holding back. Athena exploded first, followed by Minerva. With both of her friends eliminated she quit squeezing and let the two girls work her over. She held off as long as she could before she finally exploded in a screaming climax. The two men were impressed and watched her until her breasts quit bouncing and her panting returned to normal breathing. She was sweating and her hair was a mess, but she was smiling.

Her two companions congratulated her good naturally. The three girls were released from their mounts. “When the pony girl stuff gets in full swing, and depending on scheduling, there may be rematches in front of bigger audiences. Brace yourselves girls.”

Chapter Six: Be It Ever So Humble, There Is No Place Like Your Stall.

Athena commented. “I got a DVD last summer of me riding my ‘horse’. I still watch it once in a while when I want to be turned on just before I go out with my boyfriend. I’ll never show it to him. He might get the wrong idea about me. All he knows is that I go out of town on summer break.

The three girls were wearing only handcuffs and their gags around their necks. The two men each grasped a girl by an arm. With Athena following meekly behind, they were led into another barn. Felicity was surprised to see many hay filled stalls. Several were occupied by girls equally as naked as her. A chain with a snap hook was run to a ring on a collar around each girl’s neck. That puzzled her. It meant the unbound girls could free themselves at any time. Two girls however, had their wrists crossed and bound behind their backs. Each stall had one blanket. It was getting late and most of them were stretched out in the hay with the single blanket over them. A couple were sleeping on top of their blankets with their fine bodies well exposed.

The three girls were led over to the outdoor facilities and allowed to relieve themselves. Surprisingly, the men looked away. Then it was time to put the girls to bed.

They were led to three adjacent stalls. Each stall had a long chain with a collar attached to it by a spring hook. All the collars had a white trim. Athena walked into the first stall and a collar was placed around her neck and clicked shut. Her handcuffs were removed and she crossed her wrists as they were bound tightly behind her . Franklin kneeled down and bound her ankles together. He stopped to admire her blonde curls where her fine legs met. As she stood there he stood up and gave her a push and she gave out a squeal and flopped down into the hay. He kindly put the blanket over her still naked and sweaty body.

Minerva was dropped off at the third stall. She stood quietly as the collar was put around her neck. Her handcuffs were removed and her wrists were tightly bound behind her. She then stretched out on the blanket on her back. Her hands were of course under her. She spread her unbound legs and hinted that she was still in the mood. Unfortunately the men had ‘dates’ to entertain a couple of the other girls who weren‘t in the barn yet. “Don’t worry Minerva, I am placing our other guest between you and Athena so you can get better acquainted before lights out.

Felicity was then placed in the middle stall. The collar was placed around her neck and then the two men prepared to leave. “This is your first time at The Ranch beautiful one. With your hands free, you could easily release the hook from your collar and go wandering around. DON’T! The punishment is something called six of the best. It hurts. If the alarm siren goes off, you are clear to release it. There will be a five second demonstration of the alarm for you and any other new girls just before light out. It will be announced ahead of time so you don’t wet your panties when it sounds. Oh I am sorry, I just noticed that none of you are wearing panties. You must have forgot to pack them.” The men laughed and left.

Felicity looked over her new lodging. There was a shelf with a comb and assorted supplies for a girl to make herself look beautiful. Just outside of the stall was a bucket for any late night emergencies. She found out that it was okay to talk quietly to her companions and did so.

Athena mentioned that this was the first time that she had ever finished last in the climax contest. She complained that the hay was making her itch and she couldn’t scratch. But she drifted off the sleep just after the alarm test and lights out.

Just before lights out Felicity had gotten everyone laughing when she made a variation of an old quote. “Be it ever so humble, there is no place like your stall.”

The hay didn’t seem to bother Felicity. She curled up in it and pulled the blanket over her tired body. She was soon fast asleep. In the morning the three girls were awakened by two very scantily clad girls with a food cart. They were barefoot and wore only black silk thongs that barely concealed the curly red hair between their legs. They mentioned being sisters who had been named after two old maid aunts and always went by their nicknames of Foxy and Roxy. When learning their birth names it was obvious why the nicknames were used.

She was handed a large bowl of something warm and steaming. A spoon came next. After a couple of bites she asked what it was. One girl laughed pleasantly. “Don’t you recognize it? Around here the horses get oats for breakfast and pony girls get oatmeal. Enjoy, it has to hold you until lunch. You can expect a busy morning on your first day as a pony girl. That is why we only brought food for you.”

Felicity looked the girls over. They also wore white collars around their necks. Their only other adornment was what was earlier mentioned as a black thong. Their fine ass cheeks were well exposed. The front of the thong barely, just barely, covered their pubic patches. The two, being sisters, were well matched redheads but not twins.. There were a few red hairs not covered by the thong, indicating that they were true redheads. “What is the significance of your white collars?”

The first girl spoke. “It means that we can be approached by guests and asked to ‘entertain’ but we have the right to refuse. They are then allowed to touch us intimately in an effort to change our minds, but we can tell them to stop at anytime and they have to stop.”

The second girl chimed in. “As we introduced ourselves before, I am Foxy, my sister here is Roxy. We feed and water you hard working pony girls. Service with a smile is our motto.”

“You are doing fine Foxy. It is a good thing you gave us oatmeal. I don’t think that my teeth would have handled oats. Do you also entertain guests?”

“Yes we do, but in the role of near naked slave girls. It is easy work for us compared to you hard working pony girls. Wait until you get fitted with your first tail. You will learn the origin of the phrase ‘up yours.’ We do have one thing in common with pony girls. When we entertain guests, we call it giving them a ride. Most guests give us very enjoyable rides and we return the favor.”

“ I have a favorite guest. I once refused him but told him he could do anything he wanted to do using only his lips and tongue to change my mind. He had me lay down in a patch of grass and then he gently pulled my thong down around my ankles. He went to work and soon had me wildly squirming in the grass. I begged him to finish me off but he kept it up until I exploded without him ever entering me. Not to be outdone, I used my lips and tongue only to bring him to a climax. He is easy to recognize. He is redheaded like me and has a huge mustache. While he was using his lips and tongue on me, it tickled the hell out of my thighs. ”

Athena and Minerva now had their bound wrists released by the two redheads and allowed to eat their oatmeal. Athena was allowed to untie her own ankles. It took her some time. Franklin had done a thorough job of binding them together. Soon Franklin and a helper arrived. It was time for pony girl training.

Chapter Six: Preparing for Pony Girl Duties.

The men released the three girls. He gave all the other girls permission to unsnap their hooks to their collars. They were also told to release the two girls with bound wrists but leave them bound. They were then free to go to breakfast and also feed the two stray girls. Other trainers would pick them up from breakfast later.

The helper kneeled down in front of the three naked girls and placed metal chain hobbles on their slim ankles. The chains were just long enough to allow normal steps but not running. Afterwards he produced three sets of handcuffs. He pulled their hands behind them and clicked them shut. The three girls now stood with the feel of cold steel touching their bare asses as they let their arms hang down.

Franklin then led the three girls into another barn. Outside the barn Felicity had noticed what appeared to be a quarter mile oval race track marked off. The three girls stood quietly except for an occasional clink of someone’s handcuff chain.

Franklin spoke. “As you beauties already know, we are getting ready for a couple of weeks of operating under a pony girl theme. You three are to get your basic training today.” He heard Felicity’s handcuffs chain clink again as she nervously twisted her wrists in them. “You are disturbing the class Felicity. Can you stand quietly?”

“I can’t help it Franklin. This is the first time I have worn handcuffs in front of a bunch of people. I’ll try to keep still.”

“Thank you, but for your information, we don’t use handcuffs on The Ranch. We call them slave bracelets or bracelets for short. Now all three of you line up side by side. I am going to issue the first part of your pony girl uniform.”

When the girls lined up he approached Athena first. He was holding small silver bells, each attached to a spring loaded clip with teeth. “Full time pony girls usually have pierced nipples with rings inserted. Bells are then hung on the rings whenever they are on duty. So we are just going to use these spring loaded clips to hang bells on your nipples. It may sting a bit but you will get used to it.”

He calmly opened the clip and placed it over Athena’s right nipple. He gently released the spring and she flinched but did not cry out. He then applied the second on her left nipple. Again she flinched. “That was very good Athena. Who wants to be next?”

Minerva stepped back a step, making it look like Felicity had stepped forward. Franklin had seen the move but approached the girl anyway. He had two more clips with bells, one in each hand. She closed her eyes and tensed her body. Her nipples seemed to have doubled in size, just calling for attention. He opened both clips and put them over each nipple. He released the clips and the springs grabbed both of her nipples at the same time. She gave only a surprised squeal.

He quickly moved on to Minerva and quickly applied her bells. I saw your little step back Minerva but the other two girls thought it was funny. However you get to be first for the next step in prepping you for pony girl duty. He led the three girls over near the outdoor facilities. The facilities had nothing to conceal a girl using them. It was joked that they were the deluxe design. There were three seats, no waiting. Nearby was a long hitching rail. It could accommodate pony girls or horses.

His next move surprised the blonde trainees. He removed all the hobbles and bracelets. Three naked girls stood completely free except for white collars and silver bells hanging on clipped nipples, plus unused gags hanging around their necks. All three moved their hands up to their breasts and touched the bells. Athena adjusted the clip on her left nipple and then moved her hands away. “I have worn these clips before. One has to get used to the slight pain all over again. It is a nagging little pain but definitely bearable in the long run. Also it helps turn me on.”

Franklin spoke. “Very good Athena. It is designed to remind you of what your job requires. The girls with pierced nipples get a similar feeling of pain-pleasure.” He led his charges over to the hitching rail and had them put their hips against the rail while facing it.

“All of you girls spread your ankles wide and bend over the hitching rail and grasp your ankles. Any girl who manages not to let go of her ankles gets to sleep with only her wrists bound tonight. All three girls bent over the hitching rail and grasped their ankles.” Bells tinkled as they did so. Three very attractive female asses were now higher than their heads. He approached Athena and she felt something touch her between her ass cheeks. Something was pushed in where the sun doesn’t shine and she felt warm liquid flowing into her. Her nipple bells tinkled once as she was filling up. When he was finished the source of the liquid was removed.

“It has been determined by extensive observation that when the fourth tinkle occurs it is time to run, not walk to the facilities. At that time Athena, you may release your ankles and use the facilities, but stay seated just in case. Wait for my signal When you receive it, you may return to the rail, bend over and grasp your ankles for the next step in your prep.” Athena was now squirming but still holding her ankles tightly. There were two more tinkles Finally she tinkled for the fourth time. Without being told, she released her ankles and sprinted for the facilities. She barely made it and noisily cleaned herself out. While sitting down on the job, she readjusted the clip on left nipple, trying to get it just right.

The process was repeated with the other two blondes. Felicity was next. She clenched her ass cheeks as she received her fill up, but only tinkled once. She felt a churning begin inside her. She used all her will power until Minerva also received her fill up. The tinkles started on both girls and both had number four at the same time. They bumped each other on the way to the facilities but made it in time. All three girls sat on their thrones awaiting further orders. The helper brought TP and allowed the girls to clean up from their prepping.

“All right girls back to the rail and bend over and grasp your ankles. The last one to get in position gets a slap on her well rounded ass. Unfortunately for Franklin’s pleasure all made it into position at the same second. Three attractive asses again faced him for the next step.

He picked three well lubricated plugs out of a box. He approached the new girl first. Felicity felt something again pushing into her ass. It easily slid into her. She felt Franklin doing something and the thing expanded beyond the point where she could push it out. She tried though. She gave a surprised grunt when she failed. He did the other two girls quickly and got squeals from both girls.

As the three girls stood bent over and still grasping their widespread ankles he hung matching blond tails on the plugs. He then allowed the three to stand up and follow him over to three pony carts. He showed them a tool he was carrying. This is used to expand the plug and also to release it. The tails are kind of permanent until then. I’ll keep this handy in case of an emergency. All his trainees laughed.

He then produced three bits with reins attached. Athena quickly opened her mouth and he placed the bit in and tightened a strap behind her head. She gave a little oomph. He draped the reins over her back. He then repeated the process with the other two. He then had Athena and Minerva go over to two of the pony carts and pick up the protruding handles. All three carts had a seat on them with a place for cargo behind it..

Lastly he produced three pairs of sandals with horseshoe shaped cleats on their bottoms. He kneeled down and placed each pair on pretty feet. He made a point of staring briefly as blonde curls where long slim legs came together. Only Felicity blushed.

He then led Felicity over to the third cart. He had her grasp the handles. He climbed into the cart. “Normally a new girl is secured to the cart handles with cuffs but I trust you will be a nice pony. If not I have this little whip in the cart.” He snapped the afore mentioned item alongside her hip. She jumped and squealed and almost upset the cart, but she didn’t let go of the handles.

“Okay girls time to trot. Felicity, The other two have pulled pony carts on occasion, mostly for show and to transport VIP’s around The Ranch.” He grasped the reins. “These are the steering for the cart. “A slight pull on either rein indicates which way to turn. When I let up, keep going in the new direction. A slight pull on both reins means slow down. A harder pull means stop. A shake of the reins means speed it up. Of course I can always use a snap of the whip on your pretty ass to speed you up. Basically, I want you other two girls just to follow me.”

He gave a slight pull on one rein until she was pointed toward the circular track. He gave both reins a flick and she entered the track. He then gave a snap of the whip and she started down the track. Franklin set an easy pace. Three naked girls with their pretty tails flowing in the slight breeze of their trot made a circle of the track. It was just enough that they worked up a nice sweat.

“Now my pretty trainees, we will make one more circle. That line we just crossed normally serves as the finish line. When we get around to within one hundred yards of it, put the petal to the metal and give it all that you have. Consider it practice for the pony races coming up.”

Felicity knew she was in fine shape from jogging and exercise at her gym. She set an easy pace as they made the final turn and approached the one hundred yards from the finish line. Franklin snapped his whip. She kicked in her afterburner and caught the other two girls napping. Even pulling the cart with him in it she opened up a lead. The other two started to catch up but she crossed the finish line just ahead of her two friends. A photo would have shown that she won by a breast.

Franklin was well pleased with all his charges. He approached the winner with a straw and a large glass of water. He removed her bit and let her finish the whole glass. He then did the same for the two runner ups. “You three girls did just fine. Lets get you cleaned up” He led his three trainees over to the outdoor showers. A couple of passersby paused to watch the fun.

He removed their bits and reins. He herded them into the shower. Being outdoors there was no privacy. He turned on the showers. There were screams and squeals at the cold water came on. He passed them soap and refused to let them leave the showers until they were well soaped and rinsed.

Chapter Seven: Felicity Gets to do a Walk Around.

Felicity stood cold and wet. Her long blonde hair hung down over her breasts. Even her tail hung looking bedraggled. Her two companions looked about the same.

Franklin passed out towels and let the girls dry their bodies and dry and comb their hair. Their nipples were at full attention from the cold shower. When they were finished, he pointed out that the sun was coming out and it was time for a bit of sunscreen lotion. “Around The Ranch we usually just call it lotion and all the carts usually carry it.“ With a little bit of assistance from his helper three naked girls found themselves well covered in sunscreen. Of course the efforts of the men were rewarded with squeals and sexy movements by the girls, especially when it was being applied to breasts and the insides of their thighs. Somehow the silver bells still hung on their nipples but they were definitely ringing..

After they were finished and to their surprise the girls were allowed to wrap their towels around their nicely rounded hips. Actually it emphasized their hips and made them look even more naked. He replaced the bits and reins on Athena and Minerva. He had other ideas for Felicity. He had her turn her back to him and cross her wrists. He tied them tightly together. She looked at him in puzzlement. He started to replace her bit and reins, but changed his mind.

“I am taking your two friends over to lunch after a bit more instruction. Join us over by the pony carts in a couple of hours. Just wander around and learn some of the layout for The Ranch. You might want to stop for a bite yourself. I am sure you can find a nice man to feed you since you don‘t have the use of your hands. Of course they do provide doggie bowls at the food court should you want to help yourself. . Ho, ho. Of course someone would have to wipe you face afterwards.”

Felicity stood there for a moment. She took inventory. She was naked except for a towel around her hips that made her look even more naked. There was a long blonde tail hanging out from under the towel. As it had dried, it started tickling her thighs and sides of her knees. She had a white collar around her neck and a gag strap and its ball hanging down. . She was wearing a pair of sandals with horseshoe shaped cleats on their bottoms. There were two silver bells hanging from clips on her nipples which were starting to ache but not terribly so. Her crossed and bound wrists prevented her from adjusting the clips.

Franklin gave her a slap on her nicely rounded ass hard enough to feel through the towel and told her to get moving. She glared at him but when he pulled his open palm back again she got moving. Early on she passed a pair of young men who gave her whistles of appreciation. With her hands bound behind her, she could hide nothing and earned another whistle when she rang her bells at them. She was learning to produce a nice bounce in her naked breasts. She would have to think up a way to use that line in her new novel which was what she was here to research.

She was walking past a smaller building when she heard a horrible scream. She peeked in an open door and was shocked by what she saw. Two men had a naked girl stretched out of what looked like an old time torture rack. They were wearing black eye masks to obscure their faces. One of the men, stripped to the waist and wearing black leather pants and looking like an old time torturer, leaned on a lever attached to a wheel until it clicked up another notch. The helpless girl screamed again. He moved it another notch and she screamed piteously. “We are going to lunch now our reluctant to talk victim. If you have not decided to talk by the time we return, we will continue the torture until you do. Don’t go anywhere while we are gone.”

Felicity ducked around to the side of the building as the men departed. When they were out of sight she entered the building. It was warm in the building. A window air conditioner was not running. It looked out of place in a room made to look like an old fashioned torture chamber.

The naked girl was covered with the sweat of pain or so it appeared. There were padded cuffs on her wrists and ankles. The ropes on her ankle cuffs were secured at the bottom of the rack. Her ankles were almost two feet apart. Someone could, if he desired, climb up on the rack and easily rape the girl. The ropes to her cuffed wrists were attached to a windless at the head of the rack. A lever could increase the pressure on the helpless girl. Glancing up she could see a camera commanding a good view of what was being done to the helpless victim. It was aimed so it wouldn’t pick up the window unit. The girl spotted her and turned a sweaty tear stained face toward her.

“Who are you, a new employee or a guest?” Her voice was surprisingly clear and firm for someone undergoing horrible torture.”

Felicity looked over the tortured girl. She was a pretty brunette with nice breasts, which even in her position on her back stuck up nicely. Her nipples were very erect. “I’m Felicity. I am a little tied up myself right now, but is there anyway I can free you? She turned to show her bound wrists. The girl looked at her and smiled. “This isn’t entirely what it seems. I think that there is something I should show you. Slide that cover open by my left hip open and look at what the meter reads.” Felicity did so and reported that it read 50 lbs.” Now move that lever over another notch. Even with your hands behind you, it shouldn’t be too hard and read it again.”

Frowning, Felicity did as directed. The girl screamed piteously as if in great pain. “What the hell is going on here. It still reads 50 lbs.”

The naked and still racked girl replied. “My name is Mimi. That is not my real name. It comes from the old 1958 movie: Screaming Mimi. I came to California dreaming of becoming a famous actress. I didn’t have the talent that I thought I had. I found my own little specialty. I can scream very convincingly. All those sci-fi movies where the girl sees an alien or a monster and screams. That is me dubbing her voice. Even some of the best Hollywood actresses can’t scream worth a hoot. The studios have nicknamed me Screaming Mimi. I get a lot of calls. Easy money for a couple of hours work per movie.”

“Since the rack never goes over 50 lbs, I can easily pull out enough slack to free myself if my two friends forget about me. We are recording this but don’t worry, the camera was shut off when they left. Even if it wasn’t I would edit you out. I even have the window unit shut off so I sweat a lot and make the scene look even more realistic. Now just who are you? I can see that you are in a pony costume. Nice tail by the way. How does it feel stuck up your you know what?”

“As I said, my name is Felicity. I don’t exactly work here. I came with a friend to experience the atmosphere. To answer you’re your other question, the tail feels funny. I keep getting the urge to push it out and fail if I try. The process of it being stuck in is even more interesting.”

“Holy cow. I thought you looked familiar. You are Felicity Campbell the writer. I’ve got all your books. I recognize you from the picture on the back covers. I loved your last story where the girl was escaping into the woods with the villain in hot pursuit. She was naked except for black bikini panties and her wrists bound behind her. Having temporarily lost the bastard, she stops to nibble on some blackberries and gets skunked. He is catching up with her and she is hiding behind some bushes and he smells skunk and figures she can’t be there. About that time Samantha Savage shows up and kicks his ass up one side and down the other. The girl is rescued but has to walk twenty feet behind Samantha and her prisoner. Where did you come up with the skunk idea? ”

“Oh it just came to me like a bolt out of the blue. I’m glad you liked it. By the way, I hear you are the reason my friend and I were transported naked in a hogtie.”

“Guilty as charged. I was bound hand and ankles and was just squirming around in the trunk and bumped the trunk release. It popped open and I sat up. Boy was I glad there was nobody on the highway behind us. Are you here to get ideas for your next book?”

“Also guilty as charged my wannabe an actress friend. I am taking notes in my head since I am not allowed any recording devices. How did you get the use of the camera?”

“I have worked with those two guys before. They are guests who actually paid me $500 apiece for the right to appear to abuse me and record it. They wear masks so they can’t be identified. I also get the right to sell the episode on the Net. The Ranch okays it because they are VIP’s and can’t be identified anyway or can anything come back on The Ranch. The handsome one transports the recordings off The Ranch and arranges for me to receive them after my tour of duty.”

“On my last visit, we shot a scene where I received something called six of the best that sold like hotcakes. I was in fine voice. I was screaming myself silly as I struggled in rope bondage. Oops I think my friends are returning.”

Felicity turned around just in time to collide naked chest to naked chest with what felt like a brick wall. Of course her chest felt much softer to the handsome man she had bumped into. It was one of Mimi’s friends without his mask. He was the one wearing only black leather pants. The collision knocked loose her left nipple clamp and silver bell. As she spun around trying to clear him the knot on her towel snagged on something on his belt and gave way. Her towel drifted to the floor. The man got a surprised look on his handsome face.

She stood there totally naked in front of a very good looking man. Her bound hands fluttered in her wrist ropes. She could hide none of her charms. Her nipples were rock hard. She was temporarily speechless. An amused voice was heard. “Who is your visitor Mimi? She is one very beautiful piece of womanhood.”

Mimi didn’t think that it was right to give Felicity’s true identity away. “This is a new pony girl. See her pretty tail. We were just talking. May I introduce you Fitzpatrick?”

“Sure, why not? Actually you already have introduced me.” He looked closely at the beautiful now fully naked girl, thanks to his collision with her. He saw the blonde patch of hair that the towel on the floor had been concealing. He saw the silver nipple bell and spring clip on the floor and its twin still on her right breast. “I don’t need to know your name. I already know it must be Beautiful.” He saw her break into a smile and blush furiously.

“That is close enough Sir. Could you be kind enough to replace the two things that I dropped. I’m a little bit tied up or I would do it myself.”

“I will be pleased to but it will cost you.”

“And what would the price be?”

“At the minimum a long kiss, Beautiful. I see the white collar on you neck which tells me I can touch but have to stop if you tell me to. He picked up the lost towel and before draping it around her hips gave her a caress that started on the inside of one knee and ran all the way up her leg until it reached where it met the other leg. A finger did something wonderful that made her gasp and then squirm until he removed it. He then draped the towel across her hips and retied the knot.”

She felt her hips still making involuntary movements. She watched him pick up the lost clip and its silver bell. He gave it a quick jingle. It made a beautiful sound. “This tells me that this is your first time as a pony girl Beautiful. The experienced girls have pierced nipples with rings to hang bells on.” She nodded a yes. “Also, even though that tail is a perfect match and goes well with your body, you are still not used to it. Your steps aren’t quite right since you are not used to have something stuck up there and trotting around with it left in there.” He opened the jaws on the nipple clamp. Very carefully he approached her left breast and carefully placed the jaws around its erect nipple and slowly let the jaws close on the place it had fallen from. She gave a little squeak and thanked him.

He then took his reward. He pulled her into his arms and gave her a very long kiss. Her breasts were crushed against his chest. She felt her knees growing weak. Damn, she wished she could put her arms around him. She finally pulled away. “Sir, this is one of the hardest thing I have ever had to say. I have to meet my trainer and two other trainees after lunch. May I give you a rain check?”

“Yes, Beautiful.” he answered with the greatest reluctance. He watched her walk quickly out the door and toward the food court. He ass had a wonderful motion. She was shaking both of her tails. She was learning how to walk, or should we say trot, with her tail in place. Of course the fact that she was thinking of a certain caress that ended with a finger in just the right place was running through her mind.

Chapter Eight: Interlude With Franklin.

Felicity found her way to the food court. Three different male guests volunteered to feed her if she would sit on their laps while being fed. She picked a young man wearing shorts who looked bashful and a bit out of place. She sat on his lap facing away from him. Her towel had ridden up and it was her bare ass in contact with his shorts and legs. He said that her tail was tickling him. She resisted the temptation to discuss what was pressing against her ass, rather close to where her tail was ‘plugged in’ through the cloth of his shorts. He almost reluctantly put his left arm around her with his hand on her right breast. Absent mindedly, he played with the silver bell. It sent a tingle through her nipple.

As he was feeding her, her bound hands played with what was pressing on the cloth of his shorts. Suddenly he gasped and jerked in his seat. Later when she finally got up there was a wet spot on his shorts. He volunteered to walk her to her destination, which was to report back to Franklin.

On the way they talked. She was surprised when she found out that he worked for Fitzpatrick. The trip to The Ranch was a bonus for jobs well done. He had been required to sign a non-disclosure form and was not allowed to mention anything he saw at The Ranch. After he delivered her safe and sound to Franklin, she gave him a long kiss with her bells pressed into his chest. Nothing fell off.

Franklin welcomed her back. The two sat down at an outside picnic table. With her bound wrists, she had a little trouble sitting down on her side of the table. She first placed her left foot on the seat and started to step over the seat. She blushed furiously when she realized that Franklin, sitting on the other side of the table had a beautiful up the kilt shot of what was under her towel. He smiled knowingly. She finally got the leg over and on the ground, followed by her other leg. For know she had half her modesty back. There was nothing she could do about her bare breasts and bells with her wrists behind her.

Franklin placed a soft drink with a long straw in front of her. When he asked what she had done on her walk around she mentioned meeting Mimi and Fitzpatrick. She also mentioned the young man who had fed her and then walked her back to Franklin. “I well know Mimi, she is one of our most popular girls. I have long ago forgiven her for the scare when she accidentally popped the trunk lid during transport. She may not be the talented actress she had hoped to be but she makes a good living with her screaming. That six of the best skit they recorded last season was a classic. I have a copy myself. It was worth every penny. What say we play it before your visit is finished.”

“I guess I could go for seeing Mimi at her best. Are you sure that you wouldn’t want to reenact the shoot using me? I could use the experience for my research.”

“I’ll have to give that some thought. You wouldn’t find it very comfortable. I can guarantee that there is no way you could out scream Mimi. I suspect that you don’t know what six of the best really is.”

“Oops. Maybe I ought to find out before I volunteer.”

“Fitzpatrick is a VIP around The Ranch. He has all kinds of connections and can produce a report on any potential visitor to The Ranch. He has come in handy on occasion. Some clowns wanted to do an exposé on The Ranch. They had only heard very vague reports on what goes on here. They sent a girl undercover to do a little checking on The Ranch.”

“By coincidence the young man who escorted you back here came into the picture. As you already know, he works for Fitzpatrick. He looks like a nerd and I suspect that he has never found the time to make it with a woman.”

“Are you saying that he is a male virgin?”

“I would be surprised if he wasn’t.”

“Well he is making progress. While I was sitting on his lap being fed, he was playing with my right breast bell. My bare sex was touching one of his bare legs. I felt something pressing on the material of his shorts and I gave it a few squeezes. It didn’t take long for something to pop. I guess that doesn’t really count as losing his virginity.”

“Close, but this isn’t horseshoes. Lets get on with the part that he played with entertaining our female spy. By the way his name is Jeffrey.”

“Our potential spy was a very competent operator named Michelle Ann. We usually only use the first name of our employees and guests. However, since we have several Michelle’s on the payroll at times, I am also using her middle name. She had what looked like good references from previous guests and a nice bank account. Everything seemed to indicate that she was a rich bitch looking for a new experience. However we got suspicious when everyone of her references just happened to be out of the country for an extended time and unavailable for comment. Unfortunately for her, the one that we finally managed to contact had never heard of her.”

“We ran some facial recognition software using a picture of her obtained during her interview. It came back with her full name, the first two being Michelle Ann. She had used her real first name. She was a trouble shooter for some very important businesses and people. We knew we were dealing with a real pro. Somebody was getting nosey about The Ranch.”

“We borrowed Jeffrey from Fitzpatrick. He looks like a nerd and actually is one. He arranged for three of his nerd friends to work with him. We arranged for transporting Michelle Ann in the usual way. We picked her up in a borrowed rental house which had a garage big enough to hold the limousine. She didn’t object at all to being naked, gagged and hogtied in a limousine trunk. She was a real professional. In her case we also added a blindfold. That was so we could observe her with the regular trunk light and camera, since we were using a non-safety gag.”

“She spent the whole ride trying to get free. She was good but the guy who tied her, namely myself, was better. We had also added knee and elbow straps. She didn’t even come close to defeating her ropes. During the last hour of the trip we shut off the air conditioning to the trunk. She was one naked, sweaty and uncomfortable girl when she reached her destination.”

“I remember Athena telling me that she only got loose once when you were doing a photo shoot with her. I am beginning to suspect that it was intentional.”

“You are very perspective my pony girl trainee. I needed an excuse to take her out to a fine restaurant as a reward for jobs well done.”

“So where did you take that naked, sweaty and well bound spy?”

“You saw it at a distance. It was the barn on that little turnoff where I had to stop because you and Athena couldn’t hold it.”

“I well remember that stop. So what happened when Jeffrey got his hands on her?”

“Her ankle and knee bondage was removed and she was led still bound and blindfolded into the barn. Before she entered the barn she was ordered to relieve herself in the grass outside. She may have been a pro but that made her blush having to squat down in front of an unknown number of males. To embarrass her even further male hands used TP to dry her between her legs. We had some background noise playing so she would think that she really was on The Ranch and not still two hours away. She felt herself being placed on a soft bed and her just freed ankles were pulled apart and tied to the bottom corners of the bed.”

“She was sitting up with her legs widespread. She knew she was giving any males a good view of where her legs came together. She was an absolutely gorgeous redhead with hair down low to match. We removed the strap from her elbows and then the rope on her wrists and let her rub her wrists.”

“ Finally ropes were wrapped tightly around each wrist and she was pushed down on the bed and her arms secured to the upper bedposts. She was now spread eagled and unable to protect herself from any touching or viewing. She was a pro and took it calmly.”

“It was then that her blindfold and gag were removed and she saw Jeffrey for the first time. She saw me standing off to the side. She took another look at the nerdy Jeffrey and his even more nerdy looking three friends. She figured she could outlast them. He was admiring the view of the widespread redhead from the foot of the bed. She looked him right in the eye as he stared at her naked and bound body and never blinked. It was a fantastic body. Michelle Ann had a mixture of red and blonde hair. It included the curly hair down near paradise. For some strange reason he was holding a feather in his right hand.”

“She licked her long gagged lips and inquired innocently if this was how all guests were treated. Jeffrey informed her that her cover was blown and that he knew her full name was Michelle Ann. He wanted to know who had sent her. She played innocent and puzzled. Her breasts stuck up nicely even in her tied on her back position. As it sunk in that she was in real trouble her nipples hardened nicely. It was time for the torture to begin.”

“Did you say torture Franklin?”

“Yes I did. You see Jeffrey is an expert in tickle torture. She was tough but she only held out a couple of hours. He started with the feather on the bottom of her feet and worked his way up. She was crying and laughing and begging him to stop within an hour. The turning point came when two of Jeffrey’s friends started back on the soles of her feet at the same time he was working on her sides.”

“She was struggling so badly that she wore her wrists raw from her ropes. Jeffrey had to call a halt and change her wrist ropes, one at a time, to padded wrist cuffs and run the rope through rings on the back of her cuffs. They gave her even more reason to cry and struggle. She finally stopped struggling and gave him the information they wanted.”

“Her employer was one of the weekly newspapers one sees in supermarket checkouts. It was more trashy than most. She was sobbing because she had failed to remain silent. Jeffrey then put the blindfold back on the beautiful redhead.”

“I don’t get it Franklin. Why did that rag hire someone of Michelle’s ability to spy on The Ranch? Couldn’t they have just got some pictures of naked cart girls, etc with a helicopter over flight.?”

“Actually they couldn’t. The Ranch extends into a box canyon that pokes into a big military base. There is no access to the military base from the canyon. It is in the no fly zone around the base and the approach and takeoff paths for its runways don’t pass over The Ranch So over flights by anybody just don’t happen. . Also satellite photos of the area cannot be pulled up by the general public. Another reason The Ranch isn’t disturbed is that former and sitting Presidents took hunting vacations in the box canyon before The Ranch became what it is today. Even though that was many decades ago, there has been a do not disturb status on the canyon ever since.”

“It’s nice to have friends in high places. What did you do about dear Michelle? She had to be mad enough to chew nails.”

“She was definitely not a happy camper laying on her bed spread eagled, naked and blindfolded. She was tired and sweaty from the tickle torture. She also had to pee again and requested a trip to the little girls room. So I removed the ropes to the rings of her wrist cuffs and let her sit up again. I then ran a thick pull tie through the two rings on her cuffs and pulled it tight. Her wrists were now tightly secured behind her back.”

“I then removed the ropes to her ankles but didn’t allow her off the bed until I had added ankle cuffs and clipped a hobble chain to each cuff ring. The chain was just long enough for her to take normal steps but not run. She sarcastically complained that a naked blindfolded girl with her hands secured behind her was in no condition to run.”

“I didn’t bother to dispute her comment. The hobbles were more for effect anyway. I took her over to the grassy spot and let her relieve herself. One of the nerds could do three different wolf whistles and several assorted voices. She turned beet red thinking she had a much larger audience than she really had. Of course every male present was taking a damn good look.”

“I then returned her to her comfortable bed and helped her sit down on its edge. As soon as I removed her hobble chain but not her ankle cuffs, she swung her legs over on the bed and stretched her legs out to each corner of the bed. I secured her widespread. When I cut the tie wrap holding her wrists behind her, she immediately laid back and spread her arms out toward each corner. I promptly attached the ropes from the head of the bed to her wrist cuffs before she could change her mind.”

“I then had a little talk with her. I informed her that she had been a real pain in the ass. We weren’t going to disappear her but she wasn’t getting off scot-free. I gave her a choice of six of the best or her paying the nerds for taking good care of her. When I explained what six of the best was and that entertaining the nerds was just getting laid. She chose entertaining the nerds.. The poor girl must have thought that entertaining four nerds would only take a couple of minutes apiece. She was wrong.”

“As Michelle lay there naked and spread in a near perfect X, we let her listen to what sounded like coin flips on who got to use her first. It must have turned her on. She started squirming in her ropes. Jeffrey had pulled me aside and opted out. That left three nerds. They asked me to warm her up for them by being the first to put it to her.”

“ I started with a long kiss on the lips. When we came up for air I worked my way to her breasts with lips and tongue. When I worked my way down to paradise, she went crazy. I barely got it in before she exploded under me. I took my time and slowly worked her up to a second climax, followed by mine.”

“Jeffrey had appointed himself cleanup man. Ann had been laying their undulating her hips and struggling in her bonds. A cold rag down low stopped her. The blindfolded redhead felt another of what she though was one of the nerds climbing onto her. Actually he was the first. She felt him enter her and just lay there impaling her.”

“Damn it. Do something you miserable nerd!” She yelled.

“It feels so good just plugged in that I don’t want it to end.” He replied. He had gotten the hint and started pumping away. He did his best and held out until she climaxed and let go himself.” Each of the nerds ended up riding her three times that evening.

“Finally the blindfolded and well used girl lay there covered in sweat. She was laying in a large wet spot in the bed. She had been used ten times. She had her wrists released and retied behind her back. She was then hobbled and led outside and slowed to relieve herself. She heard a few whistles and though she had a large audience.”

“She then placed in a tight hogtie and lifted into the trunk still naked and blindfolded. I added the usual gag and closed the trunk. We transported her back to the garage where we had picked her up. Her car was also parked in the garage. She yipped when I stuck a hypodermic needle in her nicely rounded ass and slowly went to sleep for a couple of hours. I carried her into a bedroom with only a bed in it. Her purse and all her clothes had been placed neatly at the foot of the bed. I removed all her ropes etc and left her naked on the bed. I assume that when she woke up, she dressed and reported in and gave her employers at royal cussing out.”

“I find that an interesting story. Maybe I can use it as filler in one of my future novels. I might talk nice to Jeffrey and get a SHORT demonstration of tickle torture. I don’t think that I could handle what Michelle handled. What evil do you have planned for this pony girl wannabe next?”

“I think I will have Athena and Minerva fend for themselves. I am sure they can find somebody’s lap to sit on and be hand fed. You I am going to take you out to our fine indoor eating establishment for steak and lobster. Then I will show you another way to secure a pony girl in her stall.”