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Coach #5
by Paladin
The drive to the farm was uneventful but Larry was tired form
the days activities. The elation of winning gave way to the
physical exhaustion of all that fucking..
He finally found what he thought was the right place but their
was a high locked gate. He drove up and went to the speaker and
rang the bell.
"What you want, sucker?" came a gruff voice from the speaker.
"Look man, I'm Larry. I done give you one uh...fillie... The
producer done brought you one from me last year." Larry started.
"So what? That don't mean a thing to me. How I know you be who
you say you is... Sides that was last year... " came the voice.
"Look man I done gave you a fillie and I needs your services."
Larry said.
"Say what?? I don't run no charity ward here. Now gets your black
ass out here fore I sick the dogs on you ass." came the voice.
"Look man you done benefited from me a fore, and now I got some
more now. Now let me in you stupid fuck." Larry argued.
"You know this fuck?" came the voice.
"Yea, yea that's the boy. Yea let him in. Spook how the hell are
you. This is your lucky night. This here farmer was going to
shoot your ass. You should of called first." came the Producers
voice over the speaker.
"You say he is OK then maybe I let's his ass in." came the first
voice and the gate buzzed opened, "Drive over here to the barn
and don't be doing no sight seeing along the way. I still can
shoot you full of holes if'n I don't like you ass. You'se on my
property, man and I don't like nobody messing in my business."
Larry got back into the car and after the gate buzzed open, he
drove to the barn. There he saw the small cigar smoking producer
and a tall black man with a shotgun, trained on him. Soo much
for brotherly hospitality.
"Spook, Spook it's good to see you. I thought you was playing a
game this week." the producer said. "Did you win?? You see we
weren't expecting company this late at night. We gots to be
cautious in this business, you see."
"What you be wanting? I ain't giving the fillie back. I had a
hard time training that bitch and their wern't no profit so I
ain't paying you and...." the farmer began..
"You'll got me all wrong,man. I didn't come for anything I cane
to board some fillies with you and put then under your fine
training program." Larry said with a wide smile.
"Spook you didn't!" the producer said. "I thought you swore offen
things like that the last time you got into all that trouble."
"I benefited you and all those other motherfuckers, and I got
didley out of it. Sure you'se done me a favor and recommended me
for the coach job, but you done made a lot more out the deal than
I ever done got."
"Spook I had expenses, you got to realize those chinks are
stealing me blind. I can not get a royalty check out of them no
way.. Besides that is past. This type of business is beyond
you." the producer said.
"Yea, that is want I thought you'd say. You did send me some
videos of this here boy pony training my bitch, here, with all
the leathers and shit. I liked it so when I come into some
trainable bitches I thunk of this here place..." Larry explained.
"I said I don't run a charity place here. I charges for boarding
and training is extra. Most times I hardly makes expenses on this
part of the business. See I gots a lot of overhead." the big
black farmer explained still holding the shotgun.
"Don't be doing me like that. I done been had before. This time I
aim's to get me a piece of the whole pie agreeded to afore I gets
stiffed again." Larry argued..
"Men, men.... I got's a solution to the problem here. Larry you
go get the merchandise and Ralph here and I will look um over.
If they are good merchandise that I can use. I'll do a series on
um. Ralph will train um, and we will all share in the profits.
I'll front the expenses till they are trained and then I'll get
my front money back from the sale price. Go get them spook.. it
is the best deal your going to get anywhere tonight" the
producers offered.
Larry knew that their was no point in arguing. He went to the car
trunk and took out the two duffel bags. He carried them back
inside the barn and deposited them at the farmers feet. The
farmer put up the shotgun and looked at the wiggling duffel bags.
"Here is my end. Lets see if they measures up to your standards."
Larry said removing the padlocks and depositing the two trusted
up nude girls for the inspection of the producer and Ralph.
"You fool... Look what those laces don done to their wrists. Get
those things offen up fore their hands fall off. I'll get some
leather cuffs for them. Course they be expensive and get those
rags out their mouths. They might choke you to death, fool."
Ralph ordered.
He was right the two girls lay daised on the floor. They could
not even bring their arms around after Larry cut the binding
laces off their wrists. Not after their long stay, tied and
twisted up in the duffel bags. When the jockstraps were removed
from the girls mouths they just moaned but did not offer any
comments, or pleading as they were too dehydrated.
They had no objections to the soft leather cuffs on wrists and
ankles that Ralph produced and did not even seem curious when he
placed a large collar around their necks.
The girls moaned when their wrist cuffs were joined behind then
and raised to attach to the collar but no other sign of rebellion
was encountered when Ralph attached a snubbing chain between
their ankle cuffs.
"Now lets stand um up and see what you done brought." Ralph said.
"They get their bearings they going to scream their heads off."
Larry observed.
"Naw they ain't. Friend of mine, a vet, sold me those collars.
They shock the fool out of um if they try to talk or anything.
Here look..." Ralph explained.
He grabbed Joans nipple and she started to scream. She bent over
and fell down with very little vocal response.
"See the louder the noise they makes the worse the shock, they
gets. A real obstinate one, she, burn her own voice box out for
you quicker'n shit." Ralph said.. "Now stand these bitches up
and lets see this merchandise."
"Spook this un is nice. Got nice soft titties. No pussy hair to
speak of and over all the pick of the litter." the producer said,
as he examined Alice, "Why did you bring this other old pig??"
motioning to Joans cringing nudity.
"Wern't my doing." Larry objected. "They come as a pair to me and
I needs to board um for a week till next game. I think I going to
keep um like team mascots. For the boys morale don't you know."
"You expects me to waste my valuable time on these pussies and let
you take um to your game orgies every week. Niggar you be crazy..
That just be inviting trouble. Forget the whole thing. Takes them
back where you found um and..." Ralph objected
"Now wait a minute, Ralph, we could train um for the first week
and see how it goes. If they don't measure up... we give u back to
spook here and they are his problem. Anyway we get the film and
the use of the pussies for a week. You sold the others and you
got no stock right now any way, so what are you out?"
"N........!! AHAHA" Joan tried to speak and was rewarded with a
shock to her throat that knocked her down again.
"See the beauty of those things. Don't even have to shout at her
or knock the bitch down. She does it her self. Slicker shit."
Ralph said dragging Joan up by her hair, "And it don't leave those
black and blue marks all over her miserable hide."
"Well you guarentees my weekly fee from the proceeds of the
video and I goes along with the deal." Ralph spoke up with his
big black hand in the folds of Joans cunt.
"I gots no choice here I goes with the deal, for now." said
Larry.
"Get um over to the stall gates." ordered Ralph.
The reluctant female nudes were brought to two stall gates and
bent over the iron rails face first. A strap around the waists
kept them bent down and two other straps forced the knees wide
open exposing their pussies for the mens inspection.
"Man you done frictioned these little suckers something fierce.
They be needing attention." Ralph said walking over to a wall
cabinet. He selected a bottle of liniment and returned. He pored a
little in his hand and he began to rub the stuff into Joans worn
cunt.
"To makes a whore pussy you got's to see to it just like any
thing leather. You just fuck it over and over and it get all hard
and shit, now this here stuff see to it it be staying soft and
snap back in no time." Ralph explained as he rubbed the stuff
into the abused folds and holes.
Joan peered upside down at the black hand in her formally
personal places. She felt the soothing liquid ease the chaffed
places. She went from hurting and embarrassed to soothed to ....
what was happening to her. She did not try to speak. She wanted to
but the shocks to her throat were vivid memories so she endured.
When Ralph began his rubbing of her clit she murmered her
feelings and was reminded of the collars charge. She shut up and
endured the stimulation. She started to lubricate inspite of the
position, the men and the previous brutal fucking. Noting
mattered right now but the wonderful feeling in her cunt.
"Now we does this a couple of more times a day and this cunt be
good for fucking a bunch more men in no time. Be ready now for
one, but better to put um up wanting. Teach um to wait." Ralph
explained as he went over to Alices waiting cunt.
"This un is better. Seems like she done had more dicks than the
other un. Must be a natural whore." Ralph explained as he treated
Alices cunt. Alices attempted oral objections were again rewarded
with a shock to her throat.
When he finished his ministrations with Alices cunt Ralph
unfastened the girls from the stall gates and put the girls
inside separate stalls. He locked the door and said,
"The little dick shaped nozzle on the floor give you'll water if
you suck real hard. I check in in the morning. If'n you don"t
suck up enough then I thinks you'll wants to have something
different. Then I replaces the water with piss then you be
drinking that so you best be sucking and sucking that water good
you hear me." Ralph explained to the captives.
the nozzle was on the floor. It was against the far wall and
shaped like a small dick. To get at it you had to bend way over
and get it into your mouth.
Joan advanced upon the nozzle and knelt down, bent over and
sucked. Nothing happened. She tried again, harder this time and
was rewarded with a small amount of water. She had to really
suction the dick shaped thing to get enough water to satisfy her
need. It was disgusting to have to do this and the position was
degrading but her need for water was great. Soon she had to pee
and she saw the bucket. She needed no explanation. she squatted
over it and peeded. She almost died when a voice said,
"That is a good bitch."
She looked around and saw the speaker on the wall and the camera.
More to come.....
