My descent into cuckoldry.

The next day I was told that I was to spend a week with each of the women in rotation, starting with Karen. Sometimes the others would visit to see how my training was going. I was allowed to change into my own clothes, although I did have to wear my camisole and panties underneath. Karen’s place was in the country and quite remote, it took about an hour to reach it. The track from the entrance gateway was so long that the stables weren’t visible until we had driven for several minutes, but as we rounded a small wood, it came into sight. It was a vast homestead comprised of barns, stables, outbuildings, and a farmhouse.

Karen pulled up outside a smaller stable block where a stable girl was unsaddling a 15-hand mare. “When you’ve finished with her Amy, I want you to come to the changing room and help me prep this one.”

Amy didn’t bat an eyelid, “I’ll be with you in a few minutes Karen.”

I followed Karen through a door into a small barn and into a room with toilets, showers, and benches. One wall was equipped with a number of cupboards and lockers. Karen told me to strip and stand against a wall where I saw metal cuffs. “Put your wrists in the cuffs,” she said “I’m going to remove your cage and Kali’s teeth bracelet but you will never ever be out of chastity with your hands-free.” I really wanted a break from the cage and happily obeyed. The cuffs were shut and self-locked. Then Amy arrived and seemed totally unfazed. “Give this beta a good wash down and prepare and fit the belt please Amy. Call me when you’re ready.” she went through another internal door. Amy got a bucket of water and soap and sponged me all over, concentrating on my genitals and bottom. I’d had a ‘horsey’ girlfriend years before. She and her horsey friends all had a no-nonsense way that they used to control creatures much larger and stronger than them, Amy had this same manner. She was probably 17 or 18, and I thought that she might be a softer touch than Karen. She went to a locker and brought a metal belt contraption with a metal strap that hung down, but obviously hinged up to secure to the belt at the front. She opened the belt and fitted it around my waist and locked it shut with a strong-looking padlock. It was only when she lifted up the crotch strap that I saw that it had an integral chastity cage and the cage had spikes in it! I panicked and kept moving from side to side to prevent her from finishing her job. She gave me an angry glare and went through the door that Karen had gone through. Shortly she returned with Karen. “You’ll regret your disobedience, Alice.“ Karen was strong and between her and Amy, they managed to maneuver my cock into the spiked section and locked the strap into place. Surprisingly the cage had a large diameter and the spikes only pressed lightly into my penis. However, it was obvious that any growth would make those spikes dig in much deeper. Going to the cupboards, Karen collected a metal dildo formed by several balls of decreasing sizes. She picked up a jar of Vaseline and rubbed a handful all over the ball shapes and, reaching under my bottom, she pushed the dildo firmly through a hole in the metal strap into my anus, and screwed it tightly into position. Freeing my wrists from the wall cuffs, she immediately secured them again behind my back.

I was led into an area where bales of straw were sitting under a high roof. “Stand on that bale of hay.” I did as I was told. Amy put a rope around my neck and tied it to a hook on the wall before picking up a long whippy cane and positioned herself ready to use it on me. Karen held up a small black box and asked me if I knew what it was. “It looks a bit like a tv remote Karen,” I replied.

“Clever girl, it IS a remote controller, but not for a television.” She pressed a button and suddenly a sharp shock hit me all the way up my anal passage. The dildo wasn’t just a dildo, it was designed to deliver shocks by remote control. “Amy, as Alice disrespected you and despite her already marked bottom, I think three would be in order.” Amy needed no further encouragement and putting all her force behind it, took a large swing and let loose. Searing, agonizing pain followed. If the riding crop had hurt, this was 10 times worse. I howled in pain. Amy walked in front of me and smiled. Returning behind me she took her second swing. I jerked and screamed. Once again she stood in front and gave a smug grin. Back and the third swipe was even worse than the previous ones. Amy returned to the front, kissed her hand a blew me her kiss.



Karen said, “There will be no more disobedience. That butt plug will ensure that. I only had it at half-power. Tomorrow you will visit the stud farm section. Amy, chain her in one of the stalls, one of the dirty ones will do. ”Amy, the controller in hand, had me follow her to the stalls. She looked at a couple, mumbling something about them being clean. The 3rd stall looked as though it hadn’t been cleaned for days, if not weeks.

“Perfect, deliciously fragrant.” She said, ”Come here.”

She picked up a chain that was fastened to the wall and padlocked it to my chastity belt. “You see that large pile of dung in front of you?” I nodded. “Kneel in front of it.” I did as I was told “ Now breathe in, smell it.” I hesitated. I felt the searing pain in my back passage, only worse than before. It took a while to recover. When I did, Amy said, “Next time it will be full power. Now, I want your nose no more than 1 inch away from it.” This time I obeyed immediately. She put her hand on the back of my head and pushed my face deep into the horse muck. ”Just because I’m young, don’t ever, ever think that I‘m an easy touch. I’ll be helping Karen tomorrow do we have some treats in store for you! - sweet dreams.”

ITS DISAPPOINTING WHEN HAVING SPENT TIME ON A STORY THAT, OF THE THOUSANDS WHO HAVE READ IT, SO FEW WRITE A REVIEW, COMMENT OR RATE IT. STILL TO COME WERE ‘THE STUD FARM’, ‘MAID TRAINING’ AND ‘I GET WHAT I DESERVE’, BUT UNLESS I GET MORE FEEDBACK, THEN I’M NOT REALLY MOTIVATED TO CONTINUE.