Part 7 of The Coach
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Part 7 of The Coach
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Round and round the naked pussy ponies went. The accompanying snap
of Ralphs whip caused them to shake those hips. Alice shook her
tits to the satisfaction of her black taskmaster. Joan, on the
other hand, in her attempt to alleviate the burning sensations of
the sloshing fluid, sought to cushion the hurting orbs by bending
over.
This earned her a couple of painful lashes to her formally virgin back. When ever Ralph landed the lash there she scooted forward and shook like a bowl of jello. Then the nagging pain of the flopping of the fluids in her tits caused her to bend over again and seek cushioning. Again Ralph would encourage her with his trusty whip. Joans back became quite marked from this encouragement. After an eternity of this, Ralph called a halt and stepped down from his comfortable perch on the rings fence to examined the sweating, sun reddened, nudes. "Bitch be built for this ain't you'll" Ralph said, sliding his big black hand over Alices slick redning tit flesh. He captured a pink nipple, and gave it a twist. "Bet when I puts some bells in here you'll be real musical. Way these flop, I probably be calling you "Musical Tits". With a little encouragement from this here whip, I bets you plays a tune while you pulls the visitors carts. Why now I thinks of that be good name, "Stereo Tities". HAHAHA" Alice, sweat running down her forehead and into her eyes offered no comment. The pain in her ass hole and vagina had lessened somewhat. The walking had worked some of it out of her. She did not even shrink back from the black hand possessing her sweating tit flesh. She endured the nipple pinching. anything to stop the constant walking and flopping of her tits. she thought. Joan flopped down to her knees to rest. Her tits hurt. Her ass hurt. Her ass hole and vagina were hurting. Her legs hurt and her back was on fire from the whip. Joan thought. Larry walked over to get a close up of the miserable former teacher. His camera lens got a close up of the expanding tit flesh. It seemed to stretch from the inside out. "Spoke, give the little bitch a little liquid refreshment. She would love that and I can use the footage for the film." the producer requested. Larry thought that was a great idea. He put down the camera and dropped his pants and shorts. Once freeded the long black snake sprang to a rigid position. "Come here and giv's me some of that mouth love you done with the team last night." Larry ordered the miserable teacher. Joan looked up at the black dick destined for her oral cavity. She wanted to resist. Vocal descent was out of the question. She also remembered what happened earlier when she refused the other black animal. Their was no alternative. Joan oveled her mouth and tried to house the expanding large black dick. She started to gag when Larry forced himself into her throat. She remembered the trick. She swallowed like she found the last time. It was not pleasant for the mouth but the dicks owner was elated. "Bitch be really taking to this. I bet this here mouth be the hit of our next team 'skull' session. HAHAHAH. Oh man that throat doing a job on my old licorice stick. Going to get lots of use out this hole. You is really a good old friend even though you is a pale bastard. You be sure you don't have a dark branch of your family tree?" Larry asked the producer. "Spook I just takes um like I finds um. Now hurry up that dick of yours and let a old white boy show your black ass how we do it with our whores." the producer commented. "Yea I knows how you boys done stoned perfectly good pussy. Man what a waste. Dumb boys. Should have fucked um to death. Probally couldn't get it up, Hunh?" Larry taunted the producer. "You don't hurry up there spook and I find myself a shiney black ass with a big hole to house my dick." the producer said. "Don't go getting you balls in an uproar, man. Hold onto it for a while. Be a man. Sides probally make it longer for you. HAHAHA." Larry said as he ran his dick in and out of Joans mouth pussy. Finally he came and deliberately withdrew quickly to insure the producer a messy cum shot for his film. Joans face was coated and the cum dripped on her hurting tits. She just knelt there and suffered. "Great spook! You must store that stuff in a hollow leg or something. Those balls seem too small to hold soo much." The producer observed. "You be liking those nice black balls, man. It be true what I hear you'll be having fag tendencies all the time?" Larry taunted. "Get that black ass out of the way and get that camera running. Then you can watch and film how a real man does a whore. Probally be a real education to you." the producer said. Larry reluctantly picked up the camera. He did not like taking orders form anyone and he sought to get back at the producer. When the white man dropped his pants and shorts, and advanced upon Joans captive mouth, Larry laughed and shouted, "Man someone done cut off the best part o your dick. Did you get the name of that prick cutter. You could sue. HAHAHAHAHA. He done taken best half, compared to mine that is." "Now spook it is not size that counts but what you do with it." the producer argued with his small hard dick in his hand. "That be just a myth started by some small dick fucker like you'll. I bet you don't even gets it down to her stomach, like Ralph here and me do. Be real nice there in bitchs belly. Sometimes you'se meets a brothers dick coming up from the bottom." Larry commented. "You'll never know.Let some fool cuts your dick.Man you'll be crazy." Joan accepted the smaller invader with no resistance. The Black mans cum was bitter but it did alleviate her thirst somewhat. She noted this prick head was cleaner and the taste better. Joan applied the suction, hoping the cum would help with her thirst. "Spook this bitch is going to double as a vacuum cleaner in off times.If their is an off season for pussy ponies." came the comment from the white man undergoing the suctioning. "AHAHAHA spook I got my nut did you get it all?" "Man you cum shorter than your dick. Get the bitch do you again so you can make it to 1 minute mark." Larry taunted the producer. "Naw. Bitch and me gots some stuff to do." Ralph said as he dragged Joan to her feet. "You'll goes play with the other one. Come on bitch time for your next beauty treatment." Ralph grabbed Joans leash and dragged her to the barn. Once inside he drew up a saw horse and forced her face down over it. He was careful to insure the cross bar went between her expanding tits and he secured her neck to one end. Going around to the other end he bent her legs and secured then so she could not use then to avoid the bar down the length of her body. Ralph went to the cabinet and got down the silicone and syringe. Once loaded he applied the silicone to her hurting ass. Then he reached out her right tit and while she watched and shook her head he applied more liquid inside the now expanding tit flesh. Despite the collar Joan arched her back and murred, "AHHHHHHHHHH." The shock to her throat caused her to go silent but the tit pain was great and she shook all the bonds allowed. Ralph grabbed the right nipple and began to feed into the tit more silicone. He used a circular pattern around the nipple. (Didn't want the stuff to cause an unsightly bulge. Just smooth round overall expansion of the natural. Course nature left these uns undone, but this be good nuff for pony work.) When he was satisfied with that one Ralph went around and did the left tit the same. Joan reared and bucked, as much as the bounds would allow, but this was old hat to Ralph. He did not let the tits owners discomfort dissuade him in his task. Filling the syringe again Ralph did Joans ass cheeks. This caused her to try to grind herself into the saw horse. The horse was solid and held the captive positioned for Ralphs beauty treatment and the shaping of a fuller rounder ass for Joans body. Joan had had make overs and beauty treatments. This was a reshaping of her body. Never did she even consider breast augmentation. Now here in this dirty old barn, a niggar was blowing up her breasts with not even a thought to her feelings. Now the bastard was doing the same thing to her poor ass. She could not even object. She should. Ralph put away the silicone and got the collegin. He used a separate syringe to do her ass and vagina hole muscles. Didn't want any unnatural buildup in her works. Just firm grabbing holes. Ralph put away his things and went back to the captive and grabbed her hair. He released her neck from the horse and lifted her face and looked over the tits he was building. Not much now but give um some more silicone and that fly swatter. They swell up real nice. "Bitch needs lots of work here. Guess I gots to tightened these." Ralph said squeezing Joan cheeks. "Force this up.then. Oh shit best start it now." Ralph let go of her hair and went to the cabinet. He returned with a bucket of salt water and a leather mask. He soaked the mask in the water and coated her face and hair. He even force some in her mouth to insure her thirst would be foremost in her mind. Next he gathered her hair and dragged it through a hole at the top of the leather mask. Next he laced the mask up tight, inprisioning Joans skull all over. Now he went back to the liniment and liberally applied it to her pussy, inside and outer lips. He manipulated the clit till he observed the spassming of her hole. Then he stopped. "You be a real honey bitch don't you." Ralph said as he unzipped his black snake and slipped it to her. Ralph again only went into the head. Joan moaned and scrunched up to try to get more dick in her. Ralph let her get some more, then he withdrew. He repositioned and slapped it to her, to the balls, only he was now firmly in her ass. Joan was in a state of pained, blissful confusion. Her cunt closed on nothing but her ass was. She bucked and tried to get more. She felt the balls on her neither lips and knew she was stuffed. She came and came. This bastard was.This wonderful bastard. She passed out. It was just too much for the former teacher being turned into a pussy pony. Ralph then coated her whole body with tanning oil to insure a good color in the near future. He paid particular attention to the white areas that had never seen the sun. More later.
Part of: The Coach:
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