Their silent keeper led them through the barn to a well-appointed shower room and pushed them in. "Scrub up. The parade starts in less than an hour."
Laura and Rose looked around for a moment and then turned the showers on so that they did not feel the sting of the crop again. They helped themselves shampoo and wash and then they toweled each other off. When they stepped out of the shower room, they were met by another man who led them to their vanity tables. Just before leaving, the man gave Rose a slap on her bottom and laughed. "I'll be looking for you later.
You look like a spirited filly."
Two girls were waiting for them and they used hairdryers to style their hair into full, flowing manes. Then, the two girls efficiently applied a minimum amount of makeup and then hurried them on their way.
Their next stop was to be fitted into their harnesses. Leather straps were wrapped and fastened around their waists. More straps fitted over their shoulders. Finally, all of the straps were brought together in front of them and started to fit together. It took a lot of tugging to get their full breasts through the circle of straps on their chests, but eventually, they had been fitted. Then they were attached to the cart and led out to their owners.
"Just in time" declared Diana. "I thought we were going to miss the parade." Diana and Benjamin climbed into the carriage and, with the crack of the whip on each naked bottom, the two girls snapped into motion and followed the directions indicated by the tugs on their reins.
The carriage was steered through a throng of people who cheered all of the ponies and owners. Laura could see at least a dozen carriages in front of her and had no idea how many were behind her. She furtively glanced at the throng from time to time but after she saw two people who she recognized, she stopped looking and hoped that they did not recognize her. She thought to herself that this must be one of the reasons that horses were provided with blinders.
The first one who she saw was a client of her husband's. She remembered being dragged to dinner by Jim and having a miserable night.
Fortunately, he was busy fondling some other poor woman and she was sure that the guy didn't see her. The second one was the nurse who had taken care of her after Kaitlin's birth. She was surprised that someone in the healthcare profession would be into something like this.
She was even more surprised to see a male slave kneeling at her feet.
And she was mortified when she saw the nurse staring at her quizzically as she trotted by, as if she were trying to match the face with her prior experience. Laura only hoped that the woman had a poor memory.
Gentle taps with the whip urged the two girls along through the crowd.
Laura was feeling very self-conscious and was hunching down as if to make herself less visible. This drew a couple of less gentle taps with the whip and urged a couple of yelps out of Laura. Finally, they were driven to a gateway.
"If we're going to be slaves, let's at least be proud ones," whispered Rose as they stood waiting to go through the gateway.
"How do we do that?" whispered Laura in response, keeping her head pointed forward so that her owners would not suspect that the two slaves were talking.
"You have always been a proud slave for me. Let's show them how slaves can have dignity and spirit."
"Yes Mistress," replied Laura with a smile on her face.
When it was their turn, the two naked girls pulled their owners into the arena and trotted proudly around the track. Their heads were head high and their chests were puffed out to let everyone watching know that they were slaves with dignity.
They spent the rest of the afternoon kneeling at the feet of Benjamin and Diana, watching events. They knew that they had been entered into some of the competitions, but those would occur on the second and third days. This day, they watched the first two events of the week. The dressage event was spectacular, even to the naked and kneeling slavegirls . The grace and precision of the ponygirls was not to be believed. Laura only hoped that Benjamin and Diana wouldn't think less of her after seeing those slaves moving so elegantly through the dressage. The second event was the six-pony race. Seven carriages were raced, each with six ponygirls attached to pull them. Laura was amazed that anyone could own six girls, let alone train them to race like that.
That evening, the two girls were taken back to the barn and placed in a stall. Their only bed was the straw on the floor, but they managed to make themselves a nest before wrapping their arms around one another and drifting off to sleep.
Day two of the Equus was when Rose and Laura were expected to shine. In the morning, they were again sent to the vanity tables and prepared.
Hair was coiffed. Cheeks were rouged. Eyes were enhanced. Even their nipples were painted. It was clear that they were to be on display.
After being squeezed into their harnesses again, they were led out of the barn to be attached to a cart. Diana was to be their driver and they both knew that they were in for a hard time. Diana did not tend to spare the whip.
The gun sounded and Laura was the first one to feel the whip. "Run" she shouted to Rose. The two of them ran for all they were worth but only found themselves in the middle of the pack at the first turn.
The whip swooshed through the air again and caught Rose on her upper thigh, evoking a shriek from the wounded slavegirl . "Shut up," exclaimed a determined Laura. "Just keep running. We can get these guys!"
Rose started to focus more and the two girls did narrow the lead. The next turn was negotiated and Laura and Rose moved past two more competitors. Finally, they were in the home stretch and there was only one team in front of them.
"Give you an orgasm if we beat them," panted Rose.
"You're on," gasped Laura in response. The two of them started driving faster and left the other competitor far behind by the time the finish line was reached. Both girls felt like collapsing but, instead, just bent over and tried to rub against each other.
Benjamin and Diana were at the winner's circle to accept the roses, which irked Laura to no end. They hadn't done anything, but they were accepting the prize! Then, to add insult to injury, Diana turned the two winning girls over to a stable hand who led them back to be "cooled down and rested."
"You can rest me," thought Laura, "but there's no way you are going to cool me down about this." Nevertheless, she followed the boy and enjoyed her time in the hot tub.
In the afternoon, the girls were back on the track but were not attached to a cart. This was the "Derby." Laura and Rose were going to be racing against each other for a mile, along with about twenty other girls. Laura looked over the competition and shuddered as she saw the glares looking back at her. Fortunately, Rose was lined up next to her, which gave her some level of comfort. Each girl had a number painted on her rump and, while the judges were busy painting on the numbers, Laura leaned over again and kissed Rose. "I love you. But I hope that I beat you."
"Only in your dreams," smiled Rose. "And I love you too."
The race was over quickly. Laura and Rose left the others behind and it became a two-pony event. They traded leads frequently but, in the end, it was Laura who came in first. Rose was only footsteps away. A very proud Benjamin and Diana accepted the roses again. And a very disgruntled Laura was led back to the barn with her partner, Rose.