"At least we are allowed to share a stall," said Rose as they cuddled together that night. "That's something, isn't it?"
" Hmmmmppphhhh !" was all that Laura said in reply. And then, after several minutes she said, "I thought that you were the dominant one. Why are you so happy when we do all of the work and they get all of the recognition?"
Rose wrapped her arms around Laura and kissed her. "I am the dominant one, little one. And don't you ever forget it. But I find this fun. This is a whole new experience for me. I'm enjoying tasting the other side."
Laura just groaned and rolled over letting Rose spoon against her back.
Chapter 9: Feast Day
Laura and Rose continued to be the hits of Equus . On the third day, Laura won the steeplechase and Rose came in second. Rose won the form judging, which was limited to the winners of the athletic events and was based on the femininity of the contestants, and Laura came in second. Again, they were stabled together and this night they made love. There was no competition between them. They were simply two slavegirls in love.
Then, it was Feast Day. Rose had been dreading this day for weeks, but she knew that she had to go through with it. She had no choice. Rose and Laura were collected in the late morning, which allowed them to lounge around in their love-haven of straw for much of the day. The man who collected them took them directly to Maggie's room, where she was imperiously seated in a chair as if it were her throne.
"My pretty slavegirls ," she smiled. "I have been looking forward to this day for a long time. Have you been looking forward to it too?"
Laura waited for Rose to respond to her mother but when she realized that Rose was not going to say anything, Laura piped up, "Yes Mistress."
Maggie leaned forward and cupped Laura's chin in her hand, tilting Laura's face up. "You are such a good girl. And I'm sure that you are such a good influence on my daughter. I saw that the two of you won all sorts of awards. You even beat my two girls in the steeplechase."
"But now I have two new girls for the day. And I'm sure that you will make me very proud."
"What's the plan for the day, Mom?" asked Rose.
"No plan, really. We'll just go with the flow. I thought we could participate in the games this afternoon and then you can lead me into the feast later."
"Games?" asked Rose, curiously.
"Yes, games," replied Maggie. "Just a bit of fun that we have every year on feast day. I'm not sure what the games will be, though. They dream up new ones each year."
"Oh," said Rose, pensively. "I'm not sure I'm going to like this."
"Lighten up, baby doll. It'll be fun."
"Yeah, sure," muttered Rose. This was met swiftly with the sting of the crop.
"What was that?"
"Sorry. Yeah, sure Mistress," Rose quickly replied.
"Better."
Laura and Rose did not have much more opportunity to get into trouble with Maggie. They spent a half hour kneeling in Maggie's room as the mistress prepared for the outing. The two girls discovered that one of the beauties of being kept naked is not having to worry about what to wear as they watched Maggie try on outfit after outfit. Finally, Maggie was pleased with the look and she led the two slavegirls out to the fun events of the afternoon.
Each girl was entered in a different event. It seemed that this year's theme was "County Fair," which sounded innocent enough but turned out to be rather humiliating. Rose was entered into the game of "Pin the Tail on the Donkey." But this game was a bit different from the version that school children play. In this game, Rose was blindfolded and she was the donkey. All around her, sitting in chairs or on stools were the contestants. Rose was kept moving around all of the contestants by the referee who would strike her with a whip whenever she stopped moving or whenever she got too close to moving out of range of the contestants. A player won when they were able to lodge a butt plug with a tail attached into her rectum. There was a lot of squealing on the part of Rose and a lot of laughter on the part of the contestants. But during the two hours that were played, the donkey got tailed three times. The prize for the winner was to be serviced by the donkey. Rose ended up getting fucked twice and had to service another woman the other time.
Laura had an equally humiliating experience. She was entered into the greased pig contest. And she was the pig. After several gallons of oil were poured over the top of her head, she was turned loose in a large fenced-in area. One at a time, contestants were allowed into the play area and were given two minutes to catch her. They got her quickly the first time, before she really understood what was going on.
The winner took advantage of her being so well-oiled and enjoyed anal sex with her. That disgusting episode gave her the resolve to run and squeal and wiggle and turn in ways that made her almost impossible to catch. But, in the end, another person did catch her and she ended up being fucked as the winner's prize.
A weary and bedraggled pair of slavegirls were hosed down before being returned to Maggie, who led them back to her room. They were allowed to bathe together and to take a short nap, which they did wrapped in each other's arms. After the sun had set, they were awakened and sent to the stables again to be prepared for the feast.
At the stables, they were fitted with the tack that Maggie had ordered.
An elaborate array of finely crafted straps were wrapped and tightened around the two girls. Over the shoulders, around the waist, between the legs they were wound. Straps went between the full, proud breasts and other straps went around their bases. Those straps were not tight, but they did serve to make the breasts stand out even more proudly. When the attendants had finished with the harnesses, the girls were seated at makeup tables where their hair was fixed in French braids and then selected cosmetics were lightly applied. The next step was the bridle, which was fitted around each girl's head and adjusted to let the braid flow freely. Then the bit was placed between feminine teeth and the whole assembly was tightened, letting each slavegirl know exactly how captive they were. The final step before leading the girls to mirrors was the placement of the tails. Each girl was bent at the waist and, unceremoniously, the butt plugs were inserted, causing each girl to gasp in unison.
Finally, they were led to the mirror and stood before it, side by side.
Another gasp emerged from the bitted lips as they saw the transformation that had occurred. Standing before them were two exotic and highly erotic creatures. The straps seemed to accentuate every curve and drew one's attention to all of the right places. Breasts seemed to be offered for play or tasting. Their shaven sexes were framed by straps as if they were meant to be on display.
They discovered that they each had brightly colored ostrich plumes rising from their bridles and, when they turned slightly, they saw that they indeed had tails that perfectly matched their hair color.
Laura reached out and ran her fingers lightly over many of Rose's straps. " Ooo ook roofuu " she mumbled past the bit as she tried to tell Rose that she looked beautiful.
" Ooo oo oo " replied an equally unintelligible Rose, returning the compliment. After several moments, the attendants grasped each girl by an upper arm and led them away. "Enough admiring each other. Now it's time for the guests to admire you."
Rose and Laura were led to a small cart and the attendants positioned them appropriately. Then more straps were used, along with several snap hooks to secure them in place. It was actually more like a chariot than a cart. The rider would be standing as the girls pulled the cart wherever it was supposed to go. Rose groaned when she realized that the rider, and their driver, would be her mother. This would be hard to live down.