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Subject: Best Of The Net: REPOST - B&D  ACADEMY CHAPTER 2

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Hi,



I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't

really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to

repost the stuff I have.



There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who

have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were

originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them

first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever

increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups.



The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage

orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a

little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't

be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the

stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still

apply.



I hope you enjoy whatever I do post.



Bye for now. 



Anakha

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                             B & D  ACADEMY

                               By  SNIDLEY

                                CHAPTER 2



   The gallop only lasted a few hundred yards but that was more

then enough for Mariko and Courtney. It was all they could do to

hold on by pressing their knees into the sides of the saddle. The

stirrups were attached to the saddle with stiff, leather covered

Fiberglas pieces. The use of these were two fold, one was so that

the girls could not pull their feet upwards to try to get at their

boots but also so that they would have a firm base to hold on to as

they didn't have any hands to grip the reins. They were left with

enough leg room so they could stand and sit in the saddle as need

be during the ride. Both girls became adept at this very quickly.

("Natural riders." as Allison was to say.)



   "Isn't it exhilarating to do that!" Allison shouted to the girls

as she reined her horse down to a trot, with Thunder and Cyclone

instantly responding to the change of pace of Allison's gray mount.

Mariko nodded weakly in response but Courtney didn't respond at all

because she was too busy screaming and struggling to hear the

question. Under the circumstances Allison didn't seem to mind.



     The horses trotted on along a trail laid out through rolling

hills and past thick woods. The early morning air was still brisk

from the night and the last remnants of dew was evaporating in the

sun. Allison was in her glory in this environment, the great

outdoors, on top of her favorite horse, the quiet of the

countryside, her own personal captive audience to listen to her

lectures about everything from corporate takeovers to the proper

way to prepare tea. Allison seemed to have opinions on everything,

(even things she knew very little about) and she always loved a

good argument, so long as she won. She found the best way to always

come out on top was to be sure that her opponent was just like

Mariko and Courtney, intelligent, eloquent, confident, informed,

and securely gagged and bound. It understandably took some of the

challenge away, but Allison preferred the sure thing, winning at

any cost was more her style. So Allison began her lecture about

everything, after informing her new pupils that there would be a

quiz when they got back. Mariko glanced over at Courtney, she had

recovered from the gallop quite well and was busy looking around at

the countryside. Eventually, Courtney glanced back at Mariko and

then their eyes met. Courtney motioned at Allison's back with her

eyes then scowled at her and rolled her eyes in Mariko's direction.

Mariko was relieved that her friend had not gone off the deep end

as she had feared. Mariko tried to smile to her friend in return

but the bit gag was so tight she couldn't do much more then change

the grimace on her face slightly. Courtney nodded in return and she

grimaced too, then rolled her eyes again about the futility of it

all.



     The girls were having a wonderful time as the horses plodded

along, making faces at Allison's back as she continued to preach

about everything. They always managed to be quick enough to look

attentive every time Allison would turn around to emphasize a point

but after a time they tired of this game and kind of retreated into

themselves and their misery. The Ben-Wa balls were causing Mariko

untold discomfort. As a result of her exertion while they had

endured their gallop, the balls had slid down enough so that one

was exposed to the rubber of the pants. Every time Mariko would

miss a beat on the motion of the horse she would hit the saddle

hard, it sent quivers from one ball to the other, then to the other

and then of course, to her. Something like those toys that used to

be a common fixture on corporate president's desks. The stimulation

was having the disconcerting effect of making her body betray her.

She had expected no less. And really, the sensations weren't all

THAT unpleasant! Just very distracting. The rubber lining on the

britches held everything in so combination of her perspiration and

arousal was making things pretty warm, wet and squishy. Yep,

really, really distracting...    On the other hand, when they had

first put the shirt on her, she had figured that the breast holes

were there for the obvious reason. Then when they had put the

sweater on her covering the holes she was totally confused. Now

though, she was beginning to realize their true function. Although

Mariko had never been particularly well endowed in the breast

department, She had always needed to wear a bra. Now, without a

bra, on a bouncing horse, her boobs were having a field day, moving

up and down with the motion of her mount. With each upward motion

her nipples slid upwards across about three inches of Shetland

wool. Then they followed the same path downward, then upward, then

downward. At first this was not so bad, the stimulation caused her

nipples to harden and become very sensitive. (a somewhat pleasant

situation when combined with what was going on between her legs.)

But soon she had had more then enough of the wool, but the horse

continued along the trail. Upward, then downward went the horse,

upward and downward she went. Her nipples began to get very

sensitive as the sweater seemed to get coarser and coarser. Upward,

downward. Soon, it became almost unbearable, Mariko tried every

position she could think of to move her breasts away from the

clingy sweater but none helped. Mariko was sure the tips of her

nipples were being slowly scratched away, she expected to see blood

any moment but it didn't appear. She looked over at Courtney and

could clearly see a tear roll down her cheek, No matter how much

discomfort Mariko was in, she realized that Courtney was even in

worse shape as her breasts clearly bounced four or five inches.

Mariko could only close her eyes and wish that they would get where

they were going, but her wishes weren't going to be granted for

some time, they just continued to bounce along, Up and down, up and

down...



     The equestrians eventually reached the top of a hill were

Allison stopped her monologue and all three horses. From this

vantage point the three girls could look down to a small, sheltered

pond, surrounded by rocky outcroppings and moderately thick woods.

Mariko and Courtney were just grateful to stop and relieve the

rubbing on their tingling tits and were not very interested in

admiring the view. Allison broke the silence,



   "I just love this place, whenever I need to be alone I pack up

a lunch, and head out here. Just to swim and think and relax."

Mariko wondered for a moment if Allison considered herself alone

right now.  "C'mon!" she said, as if the girls weren't going to

follow one way or the other. She prodded her mount down the trail

towards the lake. She stopped at a small grassy clearing that was

among the trees surrounding the lake. From horse back it was

possible to see the lake about 100 yards away but standing on the

ground it was unlikely that they would get that view. Allison moved

the horses under the limbs of a huge tree. Then, standing up in her

saddle, she reached up above her head and searched among the leaves

for something. This produced the end of a rope that looped over a

pulley that was attached to the tree limb in a secure notch.

Allison backed her horse up next to Mariko and tied the end of the

rope to the clip on her back. She then rode her horse over to

another tree

and tied it there with Courtney's horse still tied to the pommel.

Allison approached Mariko and removed the wing nuts from her heels

and lifted her feet out of the stirrups. Mariko moved and stretched

her legs for the first time in almost two hours, careful not to

spook the horse. Allison was all business as she walked to the

other end of the concealed rope and pulled on it until it was taut.

"Get ready!" She called to Mariko as she resumed pulling slowly on

the rope. Mariko braced herself as well as she could. By pulling

down with her fettered hands she could take some of the stress off

her shoulders, but she would not be able to keep this up very long.

When she was about six inches above the saddle, Allison tied the

rope off and hurried over to move Thunder. Mariko dangled about six

feet in the air turning slowly. Her eyes were clamped tightly shut

and she barely noticed Allison return and put the hobble back

between her feet. Finally, Allison lowered her slowly to the

ground. She untied the rope from the clip and escorted Mariko over

to a grassy patch by another tree and tightened her hobble to two

inches, but left her standing.



   "Don't go away!" she warned with a wagging finger as she turned

to look after Courtney.



     The two girls stood stiffly at attention as Allison graciously

attended their disheveled clothing, tugging Mariko's jacket down

and straightening Courtney's tie and sweater.



   "You can dress them up, but you can't take them anywhere!"

Allison scolded with a smirk, she had caused all the problems with

her unique dismounting technique. She then went over to her horse,

leaving the girls standing under the tree, and returned with a

check tablecloth and two picnic baskets. She spread the cloth on

the ground at the girls feet and sat down. She rummaged about in

one of the baskets and pulled out a bottle of wine and a glass.

Using a corkscrew she opened the bottle and pored herself a glass

of the wine and took a long sip.



   "Ahh! I needed that!" she said as she laid back and looked up at

the two girls who looked longingly at the wine. (or probably

anything else wet.) "You can have some of this when and if I say!

and not before!" Allison said, then continued "We do have something

to discuss now though..." With that, Allison opened the other

picnic basket and removed four pieces of thin cord. She looped one

around Courtney's right knee and then put it around Mariko's left

knee. When it was tied off both girls had one knee welded to her

partners other knee, left knee to right. Then Allison tightly tied

their matching ankles together. They were prepared for a

three-legged race... Almost. Allison tied a cord around their

elbows where they touched then added another cord from one outside

elbow to the other across both of their chests pulling them

together. She then knelt and loosened the hobbles out to 10 inches

or so.  "Follow me please!" She said as she walked over to her

horse. Mariko and Courtney tried to obey but they found that the

awkwardness of their bondage combined with their high heels on the

grass made movement almost impossible. Allison returned to where

the two Siamese twins were trying to develop some coordination and

stood before them with her feet spread wide and her hands behind

her back.



   "So! you're going to be disobedient too!" she said. Both girls

tried to apologize profusely, but all they could manage was a

little blubbering through their gags.



   "No, no, it's all right, I understand about this position..."

She said comfortingly to the girls. "What I really want to

discuss..." Allison said with an air of confidentiality, "... is

how impolite it is to make fun of someone behind their back...

especially considering your position!" Mariko and Courtney could

feel the color drain from their face as Allison waved her riding

crop in front of their faces for emphasis. It looked like this was

going to be a awfully one-sided discussion... SNAP!



     Allison spent about fifteen minutes walking around the girls

alternately snapping them with the crop and scolding them on their

behavior during their trip here. She seemed to relish the bound

girl's futile attempts at dodging her crop. She would fake, and the

two girls would stumble into each other while trying to swing their

rears out of harms way, usually hopelessly too late. While they

were trying desperately to regain their balance, Allison would

strike. Each sharp *SNAP* was followed by a thoroughly satisfying,

although muffled, grunt. Music to Allison's ears. This was turning

out to be a lovely day. After a flurry of whacks on their

derrieres, Allison suddenly, cheerfully, said "Let's have some

lunch!" and started preparing the meal. After securing our heroines

first, of course.    The two hapless girls knelt on the edge of the

picnic blanket as Allison prepared the meal. Mariko was thankful

that Allison had forced them to kneel for now because she didn't

think her rear end could take anymore abuse. First the damn saddle

then the riding crop. (She didn't want to think about the ride

home.) Mariko and Courtney were still tied exactly the same way

they had been for their discussion, but with with one exception.

They were still joined at the ankles, knees and elbows, but now

their hobbles were tightened as well.    The food looked terrific

at any rate. Mariko was famished from her busy day so far. She

could tell that Courtney shared her feelings from the rumbling

sound that came from her stomach. Allison opened the basket and

removed a plate of cold chicken, browned to perfection, A plate of

potato salad followed, and some thinly sliced lean ham. From a

small container of fruit salad she plucked out a melon ball and

popped it into her mouth. Mariko could almost taste it! She pulled

a Thermos of hot coffee out of the basket and set it aside as she

casually sipped on her wine. Other condiments followed, some crispy

celery, some sharp Cheddar cheese and crackers.



     "Please, anything, something!" Mariko thought as she could

feel Courtney leaning forward a little, hoping to get at least a

sniff of the delicious food. Out popped a tiny tin of caviar and

some crab meat.  "Crab meat!!! Oh, that's my favorite!!!" Mariko

moaned to herself.



   Mariko could hardly control herself! Allison didn't seem to

notice though, as she took a chicken leg and daintily took a bite. 

"Hhmmmm... This is the life!" she said "Oh! I almost forgot you

two...." Allison actually blushed as she opened the basket up again

and withdrew two small square packages wrapped neatly in wax paper.

She set them in front of our two starving maniacs. Mariko could

only stare in disbelief at the two peanut butter and jelly

sandwiches Allison had kindly provided for her guests.    Allison

was on her third glass of wine when she finished her meal. She slid

across the blanket to where Mariko and Courtney knelt and fumbled

with the keys pined to their neckties. She removed one of the keys

from each girl and then went around behind them. Mariko's heart

leaped at the sound of the padlock on their gags being unlocked,

she flinched when Allison pulled it a little tighter to release the

catch and she moaned in relief when Allison pulled the bit out of

her mouth and removed her derby. Soon both girls knelt on the edge

of the blanket opening and closing their mouths and wiggling their

tongues. Allison watched this with amusement for a moment, then

made the two bound girls open their sandwiches with their own

mouths before she began feeding her little slaves the sandwiches.

Both girls knew better then look the proverbial "Gift Horse" in the

mouth so they accepted the food gratefully and it did do the trick,

filling them up nicely. After a drink of water for each of them,

Allison sat back and poured herself another glass of wine and

began:



   "You two don't know how good you have it."



   "Oh sure!" thought Mariko. "This is almost paradise..."  After

having eaten and seeing Allison in a somewhat relaxed mood Mariko

decided to see if she could get herself a little more comfortable. 

"Allison, Please, I'm really having some trouble with this tie, it

really pinches and I can't breath very well and... and... couldn't

you just loosen it a little bit... Just for a minute... Please?"

Mariko asked

haltingly. Allison seemed to be getting a little drunk on the wine

and Mariko decided to take a calculated risk.



   "Oh, My! I'm terribly sorry, dear." Allison said as she reached

out and loosened the tie and unbuttoned the top button of Mariko's

blouse. Courtney looked over at Mariko in amazement.



   "Uhm, Mine's kind of tight too... Do you mind?" asked Courtney

meekly.



   "Don't be silly, I took the time to pick it out for you to wear

in the first place, do you actually think I'm going to take it off

now just because your a little bit uncomfortable?"



   "Well, I just thought I'd ask." replied Courtney, disappointed,

but relieved that at least for the moment Allison hadn't

overreacted, but hoping to change the subject... just in case.

Allison took a sip of wine. Then glanced at her watch.



   "There, your minutes' up!" she said cheerily to Mariko, and

before Mariko could even react, Allison had her buttoned up and

knotted up even tighter then before.



   "Oh, Swell..." thought Mariko grumpily.  "You guy's don't get

it, do you?" Allison continued. "I just love to dress you all up

like this. Nice and formal. suits, uniforms..., cute little ties,

I just think women are adorable all dressed up in these style

clothes. It just exaggerates how cute and vulnerable you look. Now

you are my little toys, just like little dolls to dress up anyway

I want. It's almost like you're a holiday present, all giftwraped

with pretty bows and layers of things that I get to unwrap. I just

love that thought.

My only problem is that sometimes it's a bitch to find a tie that

will match your gag. You know?"    "We should all have such

problems..." thought Mariko.  Allison began another lecture. About

her career. She had started with nothing and built an empire on her

guts and determination. Allison paused and leaned towards the

girls. "The one thing that keeps you successful is this..." She

said as she tapped her finger on the side of her own head for

emphasis. "Brains, my dears, being a little ruthless and getting

the job done is what keeps you ahead in the world. That's the

bottom line for a man or woman regardless. Allison smiled like she

was remembering something pleasant. "See, I figured that out a long

time ago, That's why I am where I am today: The owner of a world

wide corporation with so damn much money that I don't know what to

do with it all..." She said with a snicker, (she just liked how

that sounded.) "... and I use it to satisfy my every whim. Look

around you..." She said waving her arm to indicate the land they

had just traversed. "...all this is mine. And the way I got it was

by always staying one step ahead of everyone. I never let anyone

ever walk over me. In fact, anyone who ever did me wrong got

squashed. Nobody's ever stolen from me and got away with it. Ya

know what I mean?" Allison said as she leaned towards her captive

audience and sneered menacingly. "Now that you know a little more

about me, how about you? Do you two have anything you want to talk

to me about? I think you might..."



     Mariko briefly considered confessing, but Allison's demeanor

didn't do a very good job of convincing Mariko of her compassion.

The loyalty she had for Ivan Rasovitz was the main reason she had

to hold out. He must have discovered her disappearance by now, and

would be coming to save her very soon. She only felt bad because

Courtney, an innocent bystander, had gotten caught up in this.

Mariko was pretty certain that Allison really wasn't sure that they

had even done anything. So Mariko figured that if she kept her

mouth shut, maybe they would both get out of this mess pretty soon.

She resolved that she would only confess to prevent Courtney from

taking the whole rap. Having known Courtney for as long as she had

Mariko was sure that she would understand, After all, If the roles

were reversed, she would try to help Courtney out of the jam.

Allison continued to closely examine both her captives faces. This

only went to show Mariko that she was still fishing for the truth.



   "Okay, fine... You two don't have anything to say now?" Both

girls looked at each other and then back at Allison.



   "We don't know what you want, really!" Courtney said.



   "That's all right... but I'll remind you that I have plenty of

time...

ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD!... If I remember, maybe I'll ask you

about this again next week!" said Allison, "In the mean time just

remember, Ve 'Ave Vays Uf Makik Vu Talk!!"    Allison yawned and

stood up,  "I think I'll take that little swim now... You girls can

take a nap while I'm gone if you want." She took the knife from the

blanket and cut the cord binding Mariko and Courtney together. Both

girls sighed with relief as they were able to stretch out on their

own. Allison allowed them to sit next to each other while she

hunted in the second basket for something.



   "We do have to make sure nothing disturbs the tranquillity of

this place, Don't you agree?" All Mariko could see was the four

inch, foam rubber ball Allison had in her hand.



   "You don't need that!" Mariko started, but Allison would have

none of it. Quick as a wink Allison pounced on her and pressed the

ball against her teeth. Mariko fought valiantly to defend the inner

reaches of her mouth from the relentless intruder but, in the end,

it was to no avail. As soon as the first bit of the foam passed

between her teeth she was finished. Allison worked and kneaded the

foam until Mariko's mouth was stuffed full of the spongy rubber.

Then Allison grabbed a roll of three inch wide adhesive tape and

with trained fingers, slapped the end across Mariko's startled

mouth. She then pulled the tape taut and wound it all the way

around Mariko's head and back across her mouth again. This was

repeated three more times with each turn of the tape tighter then

the turn before. When she was finished Mariko's entire lower face

was covered by the tape. Her cheeks bulged above it and her jaw was

distended under it and she could barely make a peep. Courtney

fought like a tiger and Allison had a much harder time installing

her gag then Mariko's, but installed it was nevertheless. The two

mute girls looked at their captor who sat back to finish her fourth

glass of wine. Allison picked up everything except the blanket and

put it in the basket which she then tied to her horse.



   "Well, I'll be back in a while, You two take it easy." She said

as she untied the horses and led them down to the lake so they

could drink. Mariko waited until Allison had gone out of sight then

she sat up and began squealing frantically to Courtney, "Td uboob

orgnt td kne!!!!!!, Td uboob orgnt td kne!!!!" 



   It didn't take Courtney long to understand... The boob HAD

forgotten the key, The handcuff keys were still pinned to their

ties! Here was the crack they had been waiting for!    It took some

time but through some desperate (admittedly garbled) communication

they managed formulate a plan. At first they tried to remove each

other's gags but they couldn't get a grip on the tape with their

leather covered fingers so the continued as best as they could.

Mariko turned her back on Courtney who struggled up onto her knees.

At first Mariko attempted to pull Courtney's tie off so she could

get the keys. but unfortunately the safety pin was stuck through

both ends of her tie. There was barely an inch of give and Mariko

was afraid that she might end up strangling Courtney. On to plan

"B". Courtney then tried leaning forward trying to put the dangling

keys within Mariko's reach. Mariko had realized that she would have

to do this entirely by feel because if she turned her head much at

all, her shoulders would follow thus moving her hands away from the

keys. Courtney wiggled close to Mariko then leaned. Her balance was

precarious to begin with and when she lost it, both girls tumbled,

Mariko onto her side and Courtney onto her stomach. Fortunately,

neither girl hurt herself so they struggled back up into position

to try again. This time Courtney came closer and when she leaned

forward she put her head against the back of Mariko's head. It took

a moment, but Courtney finally positioned the keys against Mariko's

hands. Without thumbs it was hard to get a good grip on the keys so

Mariko fiddled until she felt she had a good grip then she grunted

to Courtney who lunged backwards trying to rip the pin from the

tie. Instantaneously the key slipped from Mariko's fingers and

Courtney was in imminent danger of toppling over backwards, she

managed to prevent this but she over compensated forward and she

crashed into Mariko and they both toppled to the ground again.

Another try resulted in the same consequences and still no key.

Mariko realized that eventually somebody was going to get hurt this

way, so as Courtney was repositioning herself for yet another try

(Stubborn girl! thought Mariko) Mariko turned around and with a

great deal of mumbling and eye flapping convinced Courtney to hold

still this time. Courtney returned to the position where Mariko

could get her hand on the pin. Mariko was becoming used to the

gloves a little and could even make out the pin's position between

her fingers. She got the pin between her first and second fingers

and squeezed. The sharp end of the pin moved a little inside it's

sheath and Mariko felt a wave of optimism come over her! Then the

pin shifted in her grasp and she lost it, but this would work! They

tried six more times with each time ending with the pin shifting in

Mariko's grasp and re-closing. Eight more tries failed, one where

Courtney's curiosity got the best of her and she tried to look down

and this shift of weight pulled the key out of Mariko's grasp.



   "MHmmlD MMmll!!!" Mariko scolded. Many more attempts failed and

Mariko's fingers were cramping up and her anger was building

rapidly. Then, more out of frustration then anything else she

pinched hard and fast rather then slowly and carefully as she had

been and she herd the jingle of the keys as they fell onto the

blanket. She spun around and looked right into Courtney's joyous,

tape covered face. Both girls squealed with delight and tried to

hug each other without their hands.



     Mariko moved back and looked at the keys piled on the blanket.

Luckily the handcuff key was distinctive so she used her nose to

push the other two away from it. She then laid down on her back and

felt around for the key. It took a few moments in this awkward

position before she managed to find the key and get hold of it.

When she had, she sat up and motioned Courtney to lay down on her

stomach on the blanket. When Courtney had complied Mariko examined

her cuffs. The tiny openings were facing towards Courtney's feet so

Mariko positioned herself across the small of Courtney's back

propped up on her elbows. The awkward position of her own hands

made manipulation of the key a formidable task and Mariko would

have given ten years of her life for the use of her thumbs, but she

pressed on. By pushing her hands as far out to the side as they

would go and by turning her head as far as it could go (ignoring

the pull of the tape on her skin) she was able to make out the key

and keyhole at the same time. Unfortunately, the closer the key got

to the hole the more difficult it was for her to see. For the last

six inches she had to go by best guess and it took many misses and

several drops before she guessed right. Success! This was it! Their

escape was at hand! Many thoughts raced through Mariko's mind, the

first was of escape, but then a thought crossed her mind, one of a

little revenge before they got away. She pictured Allison dangling

by her heels from a tree as Courtney and herself laughed and pushed

her back and forth. Yes, revenge would be sweet indeed. Mariko

pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind as she turned her

concentration to turning the key. She got the key between her first

and second fingers and turned. She could see the cuff begin to

release and then, Joyously, when Courtney twisted her wrist, it

popped open! Free at long last!!! At that very instant, a slender

hand reached in past Mariko's head and pressed the cuff closed

again before Courtney could even pull her hand out. Allison plucked

the key out of the lock, easily avoiding Mariko's desperate efforts

to stop her.



   "Not bad, Not bad at all!" Allison said looking at her watch.

"32 minutes and 18 seconds. That's good enough for second place

overall! AND I have it all on film!" She said holding a portable

mini video camera up for the girls to see.



     Mariko couldn't take it anymore. She had told herself that she

could never cry in front of Allison but this was to much. Courtney

was rolling around like a mad woman, she had come so close, but for

Mariko the tears were the only release. As the two girls handled

this setback in their own way Allison was calmly fumbling in the

pack she had with her.



   "Really, you two were terrific, you should be proud of

yourselves. Most of the time I get bored watching, but you two were

amazing! It usually takes twenty minutes just to decide who is

going to untie who. Fantastic!!" Allison pulled another blanket out

of the pack and spread it out on the ground under a tree about ten

feet away from the one the girls were on. She returned and dragged

Courtney, who was calling Allison every name she could think of,

over to the other blanket and dropped her on it. Even with the

tight gag anyone could understand what Courtney was attempting to

say.



   "My, My!... such language! I can see we are going to have to

have our mouth washed out with soap tonight eh?" Allison scolded. 

Courtney couldn't have cared less, she kept up her tirade which was

lost somewhere between her brain and that soggy packing in her

mouth (more likely the latter). Allison shook her head as she

pulled a long piece of rope from her pack and threw it over the

tree limb above Courtney's head. Allison calmly pushed Courtney

down on the blanket and rolled her onto her stomach. Courtney could

guess what was coming next but there was little she could do about

it. Allison ran the rope end through the clip holding her hands and

pulled the end down between her feet catching the shortened hobble

that pined her feet together and pulled back. Courtney looked like

a pretzel as her feet were pulled up within inches of her bound

hands. Allison tied the end of the cord off where Courtney couldn't

possibly reach then walked over to the blanket where Mariko sat

still sobbing softly. Allison knelt down and collected up the

scattered keys then looked at Mariko.



   "It's Okay" she said softly. "I would never have respected you

at all if you didn't at least TRY to get away. If it's any

consolation, you never had a chance. I've done this type of thing

too many times before to screw up now. That's why I changed your

gags, With your mouths all taped up there's no way you can use you

teeth to bite the pins. As you can see, I don't make mistakes."



    Allison returned to Courtney and re-pined the keys back on her

tie, then pulled on the free end of the rope taut and tied it off,

thus Courtney was doomed to remain in the tight hogtie with only

her belly resting on the ground for the time being. Allison

returned to Mariko and embellished her bondage with identical

results.



   "Now that I'm sure that you two will stay out of mischief, I

think I will really take that swim now, Ciao!" Mariko struggled

around and watched Allison head back the same way she had left

earlier. She could hear Allison's steps recede from the camp and

she heard the rustling of her friend struggling with her restraints

but Mariko was just to exhausted to fight anymore today. The last

thing she heard was the cheerful singing of a bird before she was

fast asleep.



     Mariko awoke to the sound of a horse whinnying. She was still

bound as tightly as she had been when Allison had left her. She

looked around to see Allison busily moving a horse into position to

except a reluctant rider again. Courtney stood on her tip toes,

trying to relieve the strain on her shoulders from the hoist rope.

Mariko also noticed that Allison had amused herself at Courtney's

expense once again. Big, smiling lips had been painted on the tape

over her mouth with bright red lipstick. When Cyclone was in

position, Allison hoisted Courtney up and secured her in the

saddle. Allison returned to Mariko's side and began to loosen the

rope.



   "Did sweetie pie have a nice nappy?" Allison asked teasingly in

baby talk. Mariko chose not to respond.



   "C'mon! get up! I lost track of the time and we have to get back

for dinner! Lets go!" She shouted as she dragged Mariko over to the

spot where Courtney had, until recently, stood. She tied the hoist

to Mariko's clip and plunked the riding derby back on her head.

There was no time for formalities as ten minutes later the three

riders were on their way back to the house.



     When they arrived at the stables only Lou remained to take the

girls down off the horses. He simply pulled them down (after

removing the wing nuts.) and stood them to one side as he took all

three horses away. Allison went over to the door and turned back to

the two girls,



   "C'mon you two, I don't have time for your dawdling!" she said

as she motioned to the door with her head. Courtney went first and

Mariko despondently followed as the two girls followed Allison

outside. Parked right outside the door was a Rolls Royce silver

shadow convertible. Allison opened the door but prevented the two

exhausted girls from entering. She positioned both girls sided by

side, with their stomach's pressed against the rear fender of the

car. She looped the ankle hobbles through the rings again and

pulled their legs together as tight as they would go. Without a

word she took hold of Courtney's shoulders and began to push her

towards the waiting door but suddenly it seemed she had second

thoughts. Allison looked at the gaping door then at Mariko and

Courtney and then at the rear of the car. She propped Courtney back

against the fender then reached into the car and pressed a small

button on the dashboard. Immediately the trunk popped open and both

girls moaned simultaneously as they realized exactly how they would

be riding. Allison half carried, half shoved the two girls into the

trunk. In answer to the two sets of misty, pleading eyes that

looked up at her from the trunk, Allison smiled.



   "Because I *enjoy* being a pain in the ass, that's why!" she

said in response to the unasked question as Mariko and Courtney

were plunged into the darkness of the trunk.



** END OF PART 2 **



Anakha.

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