He ordered the girls to be tied up against the wall, with their legs wide
He brought in another group of guests.
“These ponies,” he explained, “sometimes find it difficult to have
orgasms in public. As our guests enjoy watching orgasms, we are getting
them used to it.”
The group, nine men and three women, nodded.
The Head Groom was right. Watching an orgasm was fun.
“We are going to draw straws. Some of you will participate and others
will watch. If you are unlucky and you can only watch, remember that
you are also participating. The girls have to get used to having an
“We will proceed to draw straws,” he said, picking up twelve straws.
“The six guests with the long straws will participate. The guests with the
short straws will be the audience.”
There were groans of disappointment and gasps of delight as the guests
drew their straws.
“Two of you will work on each girl until she has an orgasm. If the
girls do not have an orgasm, they will be hung up and punished, as they
Samantha, still sobbing, had no wish to be punished again.
She would have an orgasm.
The guests needed no prompting.
Two men moved over to her.
“What’s her name?” he asked.
“She hasn’t got one yet. Do you want to give her one?”“Fair pair of tits she’s got there. How about Sucksie?”
“Sucksie it is then,” said the Groom.
One customer worked on her tremendous breasts, kissing and licking
them and stroking her sensitive nipples, while the other masturbated her,
playing with her clitoris, running his finger over it, trapping it between
two fingers which he moved up and down over it, the whole length of
the fingers, sticking his fingers deep into her vagina and rubbing at
different speeds, until finally she began pushing and pushing onto her
fingers, moaning softly, grunting, gasping, “On the clit, on the clit…”,
she said… He worked on her clitoris and soon brought her grunting and
groaning to a breast-jerking orgasm…
“No! … NOOOO!!! … PLEEEEASE! … NOOOOOOO!!!
“When you can, pee in front of them!” the Head Groom ordered,
speaking to Samantha.
Samantha blushed. How could she pee in front of everybody?
“We’re not going to take you back to your stall until you pee in front
She looked round desperate, then nodded.
“I can’t. I haven’t got any!”
“Take your time. Just tell me when it’s ready.”
The guests watched as Samantha peed down her thighs.
“Well, I never!” said a woman.
“What can you expect from someone who’s always showing her tits?”
said another woman. “She deserves all she gets if you ask me!”
“She deserves a thorough beating and a thorough fucking!” said an
elderly man with a Colonel’s moustache.
Almost simultaneously, Teresa and Sophie jerked their way to orgasm.
Sophie seemed disconcerted by the woman who had opted to masturbate
her but had concentrated on the man who was kissing her passionately
on the breasts and mouth and all over the face and finally she too had
managed to come.
They were all safe from further punishment, for the moment.