Six Masters Island - Chaytons Twins (13 page)

They were led down the hall and put into three adjoining stalls, Danni in the middle.
 
Antonio figured her acceptance might rub off on the other two mares and he did not want Paige to be distracted by Becka’s interference.
 
Paige was led over to the far wall and her leash clipped to a bolt.
 
“Kneeling rest, Pretty Baby.”
 
His muscled arm pushed her shoulders down.
 
“Roll your toes under and put that cute fanny on your heels.”
 
He used his hands to straighten her and pulled her head up.
 
“Eyes down.
 
This is the position you assume when a trainer or the Master comes into your stall.
 
You will be directed when you can move out of this pose.”

Antonio took a bowl off the table, filled it with water from the hose and placed it on the floor in front of her.
 
Paige heard someone else enter the stall.
 
She kept her eyes lowered as another bowl was placed next to the water.
 
It had something resembling oatmeal in it and her stomach rumbled with hunger.
 
“Eyes up.”
 
Paige looked up and watched Antonio walk over to the wall.
 
He brought back a gag with a circle of rubber in the middle of it and Paige moaned.
 
“I’m going to remove your gag so you can eat.
 
You will not speak.
 
If you speak I will put this ring gag on you and you can try to eat around it.
 
Do you understand?”
 
Paige trembled and nodded her head.

Antonio replaced her leash with a longer one.
 
“You’re free to walk around the stall until I return.
 
I expect you kneeling when I approach the door.”
 
The trainer removed her gag and left the scared girl.
 
She quietly lapped the water, listening to Danni’s sniffles.
 
Tentatively, she tested the food.
 
It tasted like unsweetened oatmeal, bland and pasty, but her empty stomach was cramping and she finished the mash.
 
She cautiously studied the doorway and scurried over to the bucket.
 
Awkwardly straddling the metal, she peed, and then went back to studying her room.

She shivered at the restraints on the wooden table.
 
Cut into the concrete, there was a trench-like drain leading to the outside.
 
A hose was coiled on the wall supplied by a pipe in the ceiling, and there were brushes and combs on a high shelf next to the faucet.

She realized with her hands bound behind her she could not reach anything.
 
It started to sink in that she would be entirely dependent on this madman until he decided to free her hands.
 
The rest of her stall was sparse with nothing of interest to study, so she sat down on the mattress waiting for the trainer to return, considering her miserable circumstances.
 
She thought she heard Becka whispering.
 
Danni whimpered in return and Becka finally gave up.

Paige had been daydreaming, hatching escape plans in her mind, when she heard the men coming back to the stalls.
 
She reluctantly moved to the kneeling position.
 
“Eyes down, Pretty Baby.”
 
Paige squeezed her eyes shut then looked at the ground.
 
The trainer walked around her, checked that she had eaten and glanced into the bucket.
 
“Stand.”
 
Paige climbed ungracefully to a standing position where she was instructed on the resting stand.
 
Antonio clipped the short leash back on her collar and led her back to the room at the end of the hall.

The three girls were once again strapped to the posts, but left with their feet flat on the ground.
 
The trainer approached Paige with odd looking boots.
 
The soles towards the heel were at least four inches thick, tapering down to about an inch at the toes.
 
They rose to just below the knee, and buckled with rows of Velcro.
 
Antonio opened the straps of the right boot and held his hand out towards her foot.
 
“Hoof.”

Paige stood still not believing what he had said.
 
The trainer reached behind her ankle and pinched the tendons running up her leg from her heel.
 
“Ooow,” she whined.

“Hoof,” he repeated, and Paige lifted her foot, trying desperately to ease the pressure from his grip.
 
He slid her foot into the boot.
 
It fitted perfectly and the sole felt like absorbent cotton.
 
There was a high arch in the foot of the boot.
 
After the trainer secured all the buckles and released her leg, she tested it anxiously on the floor.
 
The boot was shaped so she would be putting all her weight on the balls of her foot, with her toes splayed in front.

“Hoof.”
 
He pointed to her other foot.
 
Paige grabbed the pole behind her to steady herself as she lifted the other foot.
 
“Good girl,” Antonio praised as he secured the buckles and ran his hand down the boot, releasing her other leg.
 
Paige could feel the stretch down the back of her calves and hoped the dreadful heavy boots would be removed soon.

Danni was frowning down at her booted feet.
 
“Put your weight on both legs, Misty.
 
Get your balance.”
 
Arturo was stroking Danni’s thighs and checking her knees.
 
She felt herself heat, and was embarrassed that even in these circumstances, she was thinking of the handsome blonde man caressing her leg.

Becka began acting up again.
 
She discovered how painful and uncomfortable the boots were when he strapped one onto her, and when he ordered her left leg, she refused.
 
“No, I’m not an animal,” she declared, limping back to hide her unshod foot.
 
“You can’t do this to me.”

Antonio grabbed her jaw, pinching until her mouth opened, then he gripped the piece of skin under her tongue.
 
“No talking!
 
Hoof!”
 
Becka tried to hide her leg and Antonio pinched tighter, causing her to wail in pain.
 
Slowly she held the foot out to Diablo and he secured the other boot, glaring at Copper for once again causing him problems in front of the trainer.
 
Antonio told Diablo at lunch, Copper was going to be difficult and that he would help him get her broken.

Paige looked beside her and saw Arturo rubbing Dannie’s arm.
 
“Good girl, Misty.
 
Stand nice and quiet.
 
Copper will settle down.”
 
Dannie was looking at Arturo for comfort and Paige could tell she was terrified and about to lose it.
 
In a weird way, she was almost glad that Danni seemed to have drawn the gentlest trainer.

Antonio brought leather straps with rubber disks over towards Paige.
 
The apprentice trainers picked up similar items.
 
“Bit in first.
 
Other side up, Arturo.
 
This piece goes under the tongue and this behind the front teeth.
 
They won’t be able to bite you.”

Bite?
 
What the hell is he talking about?
 
Paige turned her head as the trainer approached her with the horrid contraption.
 
“Bit.”
 
Paige pressed the side of her face into the pole.
 
“Bit, Pretty Baby.”
 
She refused to look at him.
 
He gripped her jaw as he had done to Becka and pinched her mouth open.
 
She felt the hard rubber in her mouth as he lifted her tongue over a round bar and worked the ring behind her teeth.
 
When he released her, she tried to force it out of her mouth with her tongue, but could not find any leverage.
 
Antonio left her with the straps hanging down her cheeks and chin while he helped his apprentices.

Arturo was having problems, but not because Dannie refused to cooperate.
 
She was actually patiently standing with her mouth open, waiting.
 
“You have to put the piece under her tongue first.
 
Once the ring is behind her teeth you won’t have any maneuvering room.”
 
Danni stared at Arturo with her watery eyes, waiting for instruction.

“You’re a good girl, Misty.
 
Lift up your tongue.”
 
Danni pushed her tongue up to the roof of her mouth.
 
Arturo placed the bar along her lower teeth.
 
She put her tongue down feeling for the bar and Arturo wedged the ring behind her upper teeth.
 
Danni kept exploring the strange rubber gag with her tongue.

“That’s not uncommon.
 
Eventually, she’ll get used to not being able to rest her tongue, just let her work through it.”
 
Antonio stroked Danni’s cheek.
 
“She really is a sweet little thing.
 
So willing.
 
She may do well with her training.”
 
Danni was relieved.
 
She needed to please these men so she would not be separated from her friends.
 
That thought was more frightening to her than the unnatural position she found herself in.

Antonio approached Diablo and noticed Copper refusing to cooperate.
 
“Pinch her jaw like I showed you earlier.
 
Bit, Copper, bit,” the trainer coaxed.

Becka tried to turn away from Diablo, but he easily caught her jaw and squeezed hard.
 
Becka moaned.
 
“Bit,” he ordered.

“Squeeze harder, Diablo.
 
When she realizes she has to comply to stop the pain, she’ll cooperate.”
 
Antonio stood back with his arms folded over his chest feeling his cock begin to rise.

Diablo crushed Becka’s jaw.
 
She opened her mouth to scream, and he triumphantly got the bar under her tongue and forced the ring behind her teeth.
 
She was seething with fury when he let go.
 
“Aasterd!
 
Aasterd!” she yelled.

Diablo looked quizzically at Antonio and the trainer chuckled.
 
“That’s pony speak for bastard.”

Diablo grinned back at his pony.
 
“That’s right, Copper.
 
Don’t you forget it, either.”

“These are utility bits.”
 
Antonio explained.
 
“They will stay on until the decision has been made by Master Chayton to add them to his stables or transfer them.
 
Buckle the Velcro behind their head and try not to catch their hair.
 
We don’t need them distracted, and a pretty mane is important.
 
These bits stay on except when the groomers remove them, once in the morning and once at night to brush their teeth.
 
For the first week, you need to stay with the groomers in case they have trouble getting the ponies to accept their bit again.”

Paige groaned and vowed she would have fought harder if she had known the rubber would remain in her mouth permanently.
 
She could not talk, and the thought of trying to eat was repelling.
 
Her chin was soaked with drool.

Antonio wiped it with his thumb.
 
“They learn to use the back of their tongue for swallowing.
 
The drooling will stop over the course of about a week, and this still leaves them the ability to suck and lick cock.”
 
Paige’s knees buckled with that comment and she quickly grabbed the post to keep her from falling.
 
“Ah, my little filly, you didn’t think it was all about racing, did you?”
 
Paige looked at him, misery and fright clear in her eyes.
 
“Check your ponies.”
 
Antonio slipped his hands between Paige’s thighs and started stroking her slit, and after a few seconds he smiled at the juices.
 
“Good girl, Pretty Baby.”
 
Paige was flushed down to her aroused nipples.

The three trainers walked back to the equipment table and came back with long, black leather sleeves.
 
The girls’ arms were lowered and the single sleeve slipped over them.
 
It covered them from just above their elbows to their wrists.
 
Long, wide straps hung from one side, and they were wound around the sleeve and tightened painfully.
 
“Work these straps daily.
 
We need their elbows together.”
 
Paige shuddered.
 
It felt like her shoulders were being dislocated and she knew she still had at least five inches until her elbows touched.
 
The cuffs were extremely painful.
 
“Just like the bit, the cuffs stay on except during grooming.”
 
Paige let out a little cry and Antonio ignored her.

“Take a look at this.”
 
Antonio ordered the other men.
 
He held Paige’s collar and stuck a thick finger in the side of her mouth.
 
These holes in the bit are where you attach the reins.
 
The clips are made of rubber as well.
 
Still, you need to be careful not to blister your pony’s mouth by pulling too harshly.
 
It takes quite a while for mouth wounds to heal.”
 
The apprentices nodded gravely.
 
“Okay, let’s try them on the wheel.”