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The stable training was more humiliating than strenuous or difficult. She had been attired in a bit and bridle and was shown how to walk and prance properly. Then it was around and around the corral as one of the mistresses supervised her exercise. A harsh buggy whip provided her correction and encouragement and Felicity quickly mastered her lessons.

That night, the two owners and their slavegirl attended the auction and then took in a show. Four slaves were sold that night. A male and a female slave were auction off for twenty four hours each. Another male slave was sold for a forty eight hour period. The fourth one, a female, was sold permanently to a new owner and Felicity felt her blood run cold when the auctioneer banged the gavel to signal the end of the bidding and the sale of one human being to another. Felicity knelt between her owners throughout the auction.

She found herself kneeling again at the show. The two dominants were seated at a table and she knelt beside Liv's chair. Liv's gentle hands stroked her cheek and squeezed her breasts, occasionally letting her fingers comb through the slave's blonde tresses.

The show itself could have been an infomercial for the Spanish Inquisition. One by one, slaves were brought onto the stage, only to be the victim of some cruel and sadistic torture. A male slave was stretched painfully on the rack. This rack, however, even had a rope that was fastened around the base of his balls so that, with each turn of the wheel, his arms and legs were stretched tighter but his balls were also stretched away from his body. By the end of this segment, the slave was screaming wildly. But Felicity saw that his cock was also rock hard and waving wildly in the air, causing her to wonder just how painful it really was.

A beautiful redhead was hung. A burly master played the role of executioner, with black hood and all. He fitted the noose around the slave's neck and then turned a wheel, which slowly lifted the girl into the air. She kicked and struggled as her face turned red. Slowly, she was raised higher and higher. Eventually, the girl's face started to turn blue and her struggling became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, the spotlight went out and the stage was plunged into darkness. The curtain closed and the audience applauded. Felicity was abhorred at the spectacle and felt nauseous over what she had just witnessed.

Another segment involved a slavegirl and a mistress. The slave was bound to a cross that formed a gigantic "X" on the stage and she had a limb fastened to each of the arms of the cross, exposing her fully. The entertainment, if could be called that, consisted of the mistress taking a series of long slender needles and pushing them slowly into the poor girl's breasts. It must have been very painful because the girl howled in agony each time a new needle was inserted. By the end of the segment, each breast resembled a porcupine and, once again, the audience applauded.

They went for a swim after the show. Thankfully, her hands were unbound and she was able to enjoy paddling around in the dark with her owners. Liv took her to the shallow end and hiked herself up onto the edge of the pool to let Felicity service her. Even though she had serviced her mistress several times already during her captivity, she never quite felt comfortable doing it. After all, this was her best friend. And Liv had changed their relationship from best friends to owner and slave.

James was ready again and draped Felicity over the edge of the pool after she had finished giving Liv an orgasm. He entered her from behind easily and pumped for quite some time until he emptied his seed into her. Why was she always so wet, she wondered. It still baffled her.

After that, they went to bed sandwiching the slave between them. The owners were soon sound asleep, leaving Felicity alone in the darkness again to wonder and worry about the upcoming auctions.

Chapter 11

The next morning found Felicity back at the stables. It started off much the same as the day before with Felicity learning her steps and being corrected when she did something wrong. By midmorning, she was moved to the next phase.

The training bit and bridle were replaced with more decorative show pieces. Whereas the training bit was made of rubber, the show bit was metal with sharp barbs at the corners of her mouth. This, she was told, was to make her responsive to the guidance of the reins. An equally ornate harness was fitted around her body, showcasing her sex and circling her breasts tightly.

She could deal with that discomfort. What she had difficulty with, however, was her tail. Her bottom was lubed and then a plug was inserted. Attached to the plug was a tail with hair that closely matched her own. But the plug was huge. It felt like she was being split in two as it was slowly pushed in and then felt enormous after it was firmly lodged in place.

After her ornamentation was complete, she was fastened between the rails of a cart with each rail being attached to a wide leather band that circled her waist uncomfortably tightly. The training mistress had one last surprise. Two bells were clamped to her tender nipples causing her to shriek out in pain as the tight jaws dug into her stiff little buds. The mistress flicked each bell with her fingers causing them to tinkle and causing Felicity to shriek again. Then the mistress checked the tail by tugging on it, sending more dull pain through the slavegirl's body. When the mistress was satisfied that all was ready, she climbed into the little cart and picked up the buggy whip.

"On" she commanded as she flicked the whip, catching the beautifully formed naked rump with a loud crack. Felicity jumped forward, pulling the cart behind her. "I think I have just hit bottom," Felicity thought. "This is the most humiliating thing I can imagine."

"Remember your training, little one," instructed the mistress after she had just abused the naked bottom again with the whip. "Remember your pacing."

Felicity raised her knees higher as she ran and must have assumed the proper form because the whippings stopped. While the whipping was no longer painful, her breasts were filled with pain. With her arms bound together behind her, she could not use her hands to support her breasts. They jerked and bounced hectically on her chest and their wild activity soon consumed her attention. Additionally, the harness seemed to constrict around her breasts over time, causing them to become distended and engorged.

She pulled the mistress for thirty minutes, passing people walking or sitting along the path. Some of them smiled as they watched her prancing by but none of them commented. Naked women pulling carts must be more common than she would have imagined. Eventually, she felt the sharp barbs at the corners of her mouth being pulled back telling her to slow down and eventually stop. The mistress got down, removed the bit and let her drink. Then the mistress raised her hand, offering her two sugar cubes in her palm. Felicity blushed as she realized that she was being treated like a horse but gratefully sucked the cubes into her mouth.

James was at the stables when the mistress steered the cart back to the barn. Two grooms released Felicity and then removed her harness and bridle. James watched as his slave was hosed down and then dried.

"She's coming along very nicely," the mistress said to him. "If you ever consider selling her, I would buy her as a permanent addition to the stables."

"Thank you for training her for us," James replied. "I don't think we could ever sell her permanently. But we are entering her in tonight's auction for a day with a new owner. You might want to bid on her."

The mistress smiled. "Yes, I might just do that."