Six Masters Island - Chaytons Twins (18 page)

Chayton squeezed jaw harder, piercing her with his dark eyes.
 
“Open,” he ordered.
 
Reluctantly, Alyssa’s trembling lips parted.
 
“Tongue up.”
 
Alyssa did as he asked and she felt the bottom of the ring slide behind her bottom teeth.
 
Her tongue automatically searched the unfamiliar intrusion, giving Chayton time to squeeze the ring and maneuver it behind her front teeth.
 
When he released the ring, it was securely in place.

Alyssa realized she had been effectively gagged against any more coherent talking, but her eyes still pleaded with Ayden.
 
She had been secured to the table and lay naked, her sex and mouth gaping open.

“The medic came by this morning.
 
I think we should save it for last.
 
He gave you instructions?” Liam inquired.

“Yes.
 
He suggested we test it here.”
 
Chayton’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.

“Well, the rest is ready.
 
It’ll be a while.
 
You may as well pull up a seat.”
 
Liam went to the back room as Chayton brought the chair to Alyssa’s side.

She was still whimpering and looking at Ayden.
 
Chayton watched his sensitive lover’s distress and took his hand.
 
“You don’t have to stay,” he said.
 
“I can see this upsets you.”

“She needs me.
 
I can’t leave her, Master.”
 
Ayden ran a finger down her wet cheek.

Liam came back with a bowl and razor.
 
He soaped up her pussy and began shaving the curls.
 
When all the hair had been removed, he applied a lotion.
 
It stung and she tried to shift away.
 
“This needs to be applied twice a day.
 
There’s an antiseptic added to it so it won’t hurt the piercings.
 
Check her in about two weeks.
 
It should have killed all the follicles.”
 
Alyssa understood he had applied a strong depilatory to her naked sex and her teary eyes looked up at Ayden.
 
He commiserated with her, remembering how embarrassed he had been when his own groin was treated.

Liam turned back to the table and fixed a tray with metal pieces.
 
He squeezed lotion onto his fingers and applied it to her nipples.
 
“You’ll only need antiseptic a few days until these are healed.”
 
The dispassionate man focused on his task, ignoring her whimpering as her nipples puckered in response to his experienced ministrations.

Ayden whispered, “Shh.
 
I’m right here.”
 
He ran his fingers lightly over her forehead.
 
Alyssa looked down and saw Liam pick up some forceps and her eyes widened as he approached her hard nipple.
 
She tried to struggle and Ayden tried to comfort her.
 
“Calm down.
 
It will be over in a minute.”

The forceps closed around the bottom of the tight peak forcing blood into the sensitized tip.
 
He picked up a needle that flanged wider on the opposite end from the point and Alyssa tried to scream.
 
“Ayden, keep her quiet.
 
Liam needs to concentrate.”

“Yes, Master.”
 
Ayden leaned down and whispered, “That’s a training ring in your mouth.
 
The reason Master did that instead of a gag like your friend’s is so I can put my cock in your mouth to quiet you.
 
He knows this will upset both of us and he will derive great pleasure from our discomfort.
 
If you can’t be still, I will have to follow his orders.”
 
Alyssa’s eyes widened further.

She felt the sharp needle slide into her sensitive tip and stifled a cry as it was pushed through.
 
A black and gold ring was inserted, crimped together and turned, the melded ends sealed inside her.
 
Alyssa was sobbing at the pain.
 
As Liam applied the forceps to her other nipple she wailed.

“Ayden.”
 
Chayton vacillated between watching the piercing and his distressed twins.
 
The entire procedure was proving to be intensely arousing for him.

“Yes, Master.”
 
Ayden removed his loincloth and straddled her face.
 
He was already erect with anticipation though he felt guilty about the circumstances.
 
He rationalized that she could concentrate on him and get her mind off her ordeal.
 
Alyssa looked up at him, misery etched into her features and he had to close his eyes.
 
He could not bear the pain he saw on her face.
 
Guiding with his hands, he slid his penis though her lips feeling her tongue thrashing wildly to escape his flesh and he thought it felt marvelous.

He could feel the vibrations of her sobbing and pleading against his shaft as her other nipple was pierced and began rocking back and forth, knowing he was not allowed to cum until Liam was finished and Chayton gave him permission.
 
This was now taking his full concentration, and his concern for Alyssa was an afterthought.

The forceps pinched on a labial lip and she shrieked against the thrusting shaft in her mouth.
 
Chayton’s property jewelry was Black Hills gold and the two rings glittered from her nether lips.
 
The final task was an embedded vibrating bead.
 
It would be inserted into her clit and Chayton had the control for it.
 
He smiled wickedly at Liam as he handed him the small box.

Alyssa felt her slit being manipulated.
 
Chayton had noticed her arousal after she was bound to the table, and the piercings added to the juices now flowing from her pussy.
 
Liam worked her clit to a hard nub and once again the forceps pinched blood flow painfully.
 
He made a tiny incision towards the tip and used tweezers to insert the vibrator bead.
 
“Try it before I seal her.”
 
Liam told Chayton.

Chayton selected a low setting and pushed the button.
 
Even through her pain and humiliation, Alyssa responded instantly to the stimulus.
 
He chuckled, “I’d say we’re good, Liam.”

Liam laughed back.
 
“You’re going to have fun with that toy, Master.”
 
Liam dabbed some antiseptic on the incision and Alyssa felt the sting of superglue sealing it closed.

“Ayden, you are enjoying yourself way too much at your twin’s expense.”
 
Chayton saw the sweat and desire on Ayden’s face.
 
“Down her throat boy, and end it.”

Ayden would like to have prepared her for this.
 
He could have explained how to loosen her muscles.
 
The strain of holding back his climax for so long interrupted his concern and he plunged deep down her throat ejaculating the whole time.
 
Alyssa felt the slimy liquid as she gagged and cried.

After Ayden retreated, Chayton removed the ring.
 
Liam unstrapped her from the table and she sat still, painfully shocked.
 
Ayden dressed her again, and beads of blood seeped through the thin material from the nipple piercings.
 
Alyssa’s dazed eyes looked up at Chayton, and he reached around his shocked little twin and unhooked her wrists.

Swinging her up in his strong arms he called, “Thanks, Liam.
 
Come, Ayden.
 
Let’s let our little lady rest.”
 
Chayton carried her all the way home while she quietly cried against his chest and he laid her in his bed when they got back to the estate.
 
“Ayden, fix her some tea.”

“Yes, Master.”
 
Ayden hurried off.

Chayton picked up a bottle from the bottom of the nightstand, and when Ayden returned he poured some of the brandy into the tea.
 
With an arm wrapped around her shoulders to hold her steady, he ordered, “Drink.”

Alyssa sputtered at the strong taste and sipped more cautiously until it was gone.
 
“Ayden, I will see you in your room when she’s asleep.”
 
Ayden immediately slipped out the door.

Chayton pulled Alyssa up onto his chest and lightly brushed his fingers through her hair.
 
“No more, today.
 
You just rest.
 
Close your eyes.”
 
He felt her wracking sobs begin to subside and once in a while he would feel her shudder as his hand caressed her back.
 
Eventually, he felt the deep breathing of sleep.
 
He slipped out from under her and pulled a blanket over her, and thought how small and vulnerable she looked, lying in his big bed.
 
He rubbed his erection and went to Ayden.

“Is she okay?” Ayden’s concern was etched in his face.

“She’s sleeping.
 
She’ll be fine, Ayden.
 
I wouldn’t have done this if I didn’t know she was ours,” Chayton stated.
 
“And you, love, are you all right?”

“I feel guilty, Master.
 
I wasn’t even thinking about her when I came,” Ayden said miserably.

“She needs to learn she is subservient to you, Ayden.
 
We do not want another Isabelle to deal with.”
 
Chayton touched Ayden’s cheek.
 
“I want to make love to you.
 
This whole day has made me hard as hell,” he chuckled.

Ayden tossed his loincloth and started removing Chayton’s pants.
 
His erection sprang forth and Ayden dropped to his knees, taking it deep in his mouth.
 
“Is she as good as you?” Chayton queried.

Ayden struggled around the cock in his mouth.
 
“She was wonderful.”
 
Ayden’s tongue ran up and down the hard, tubular shaft, licking the ridge under the engorged head as it passed.
 
One hand was massaging Chayton’s tight sack, the other was stroking his own swelling penis while he thought of Alyssa’s wet mouth on him.

Chayton held the sides of Ayden’s head and started thrusting in earnest, envisioning Alyssa servicing Ayden to climax.
 
Both men erupted at the same time, thinking of Alyssa with Ayden’s cock down her throat.

CHAPTER IX.
 
MAKING PONIES

Antonio, Diablo and Arturo showed up at Liam’s with the new ponies after lunch.
 
The girls were pierced with their trainer’s cocks deep down their throats, stifling wails and protests.

Pretty Baby and Misty were shaved and ordered on depilatory, but Copper’s unique red mound was saved.
 
Their nipples and labia were pierced and a Black Hill’s gold ring hung from their septum, brushing along their top lip.
 
The long day of exercise and the visit to Liam had taken its toll, and weary sighs and an occasional hitched sob were the only sounds emanating from their open mouths.

The group stopped at Nevel’s shop.
 
“This is the one I told you about.”
 
Antonio indicated Danielle.

“Sure are whoppers.
 
What’s her name?” Nevel asked.

“Misty.
 
The Master was going to auction her or maybe use her for pleasure.
 
She’s such a docile, willing thing.
 
I’d like to see if we can rig a dressage harness for her.
 
If it weren’t for the boobs,” Antonio hefted a mound in his cupped hand, “she’d have real potential.”

“I put together an adjustable training harness.”
 
He handed Arturo a box.
 
“You’ll have to give me a week for a competition harness.
 
I imagine your working on muscling her sides and shoulders.
 
A traditional harness won’t work and I’d like to make something fitted specifically to her measurements when she’s trained.”
 
Nevel looked at Misty’s hopeful eyes.
 
“You are a little sweetheart, aren’t you?”

“She wants to stay with her friends, so she’s trying real hard,” Antonio confirmed.

Nevel ran his fingers gently through her hair.
 
“We’ll get you fixed up, Misty girl.
 
You’ll be fine.”
 
She made a grimaced smile through the ring gag and Nevel chuckled as he moved over to examine Becka.

“Pretty hair.”
 
Predictably, he looked at her pubic area.
 
“Natural redhead, wow.”

“Diablo named her Copper.
 
She’s the feisty one,” Antonio stated.

“Redheads usually are,” he laughed.
 
“I’ve got a pinch harness ready for her.
 
Diablo, you make sure Antonio explains how to use this.
 
It can’t injure her, but it can cause unnecessary pain if not used appropriately.”
 
Nevel handed Diablo a box.

“Thanks, Nevel.
 
She’s a handful.”
 
Diablo grinned and Copper glared back at him.

Nevel started laughing.
 
“I hope she’s worth the trouble.”
 
Copper turned and glared at Nevel, causing him to laugh harder.
 
“I wouldn’t spare the whip on her.”
 
She kicked out at him awkwardly with the heavy boot.
 
Diablo grabbed her newly pierced nose and she shrieked, and Nevel burst out laughing again.

He walked around Paige and whistled.
 
“Whoa!
 
Has Preston seen her yet?”

“Nope, and I think Chayton wants to keep it that way for a while.
 
We think she’s going to give Sundown a run for the money,” Antonio smiled proudly.

“I’d like to see Preston’s face when that happens.
 
Sundown’s held at least second for three years now.”
 
Nevel decided to keep an eye on this one.
 
He did his fair share of betting on the races and had lost to Preston a few times.

“Her name is Pretty Baby,” Antonio announced.

“How’s the training so far?” Nevel asked.

“I’ve only had her a few days.
 
Jasper says her tendons are strong and adapting to the stretch,” Antonio answered.

“Then I guess I have a racing harness to engrave.”
 
Nevel ran his hand down Pretty Baby’s back from her shoulder to her thigh.
 
He brought Antonio training gear.

“What are you going to do with Copper?
 
She’s a little stocky for a racer or dressage,” Nevel noted.

“I’m going to talk to Chayton about a team.
 
If we can get a match for her at auction it could work out.
 
Originally, I thought I could slim her down as a backup racer, but Jasper took a look at her and said we’d lose too much muscle.
 
She’s heavy boned,” Antonio replied.

“She may not be worth it,” Nevel answered.
 
Copper glared at him again and once more he grinned.

“As you noticed, she’s a natural redhead.
 
That’s why I didn’t have her shaved.”
 
Antonio explained why the pony still sported a neatly trimmed mound.

“I guess the Master knows what he’s doing.
 
Keep me posted on Pretty Baby,” Nevel concluded.

“Will do.
 
Thanks for the help with Misty.”
 
Antonio took Pretty Baby’s leash and they headed up Chayton’s estate path towards the stables.

The groomers were lined up at the entrance ready to take care of the evening responsibilities.
 
Pretty Baby was tired and followed quietly behind Jasper, looking forward to being cleaned and massaged.
 
She heard Copper act up behind her and a thwack of leather.
 
Get over it, Becka,
Paige thought wearily.
 
There’s nothing we can do to get home.

Jasper recognized her compliance.
 
He helped her up on the table and removed her boots.
 
While she was stretching her feet, he took off the arm sleeve and she started rotating her shoulders.
 
He approached her with the toothbrush and she reached for it.
 
He shook his head, and she went back to stretching while he brushed her teeth, thankful for the extra time out of her bindings.

He left her unbound on the table while he groomed her.
 
She started to pull her legs together when he washed her newly bared pussy and he lightly elbowed her legs apart.
 
What difference does it make?
 
Everyone’s seen me naked anyway.
 
She relaxed again and continued to flex her feet and hands.

She felt the brief sting of the depilatory being applied and winced.
 
This would be a long two weeks until she didn’t need that stuff anymore,
she thought.
 
Jasper started massaging her front and she sighed.
 
He smiled at her peaceful expression.

He touched her shoulder and she opened her eyes.
 
Time to turn over.
 
She felt herself drifting off to sleep as even the pain from her piercings was dulling.
 
Jasper’s expert hands pulled and kneaded her muscles and Paige felt all the tension and strain melt away.
 
This is almost worth it.
 
She rubbed his hand with her foot in appreciation while his thumbs worked her arches.

She sensed he had spent extra time on her and she tried to express her gratitude with her eyes as he helped her sit up.
 
“Feels good, doesn’t it, Baby?” he smiled.
 
She had noticed the groomer using the nickname now, too.
 
She nodded and he ruffled her hair.
 
He saw the resignation in her face as she held out her foot for the ‘sleeping’ shoe.
 
She was less enthusiastic about the sleeve going back on and grunted as he laced it ever tighter.

He helped her relieve herself and tied her to the wall.
 
A short while later he returned with her dinner.
 
He glanced to the door and took out a sugar cube, sprinkling it onto the gruel and winking at her as he left her to eat.
 
Pretty Baby licked a little of the sugar, happily letting it melt on her tongue, not noticing the red light of the video camera in the corner of the stall.

Jasper walked into the equipment room where Antonio high-fived him.
 
“Got her.
 
I knew it when I saw that look on her face when Copper acted up.
 
She wants to cooperate.”
 
Diablo sat at the table, displeased.

“Don’t worry.
 
This is actually going to benefit Copper.
 
We’ll separate her training from Misty and Baby.
 
When she realizes she stands alone until she gets with the program, that no one’s going to be around to appreciate her antics, she’ll get in line,” Antonio explained.
 
“It’s nothing you’re doing wrong, Diablo.
 
She just needs special handling.”

Diablo seemed pacified.
 
“She better be worth it.
 
I don’t know what else to do with her.”

“Wait until you see what the harness can do.
 
You’ll have a lap dog by the end of a week.”
 
Antonio loved the special tricks built into the training harness.

Diablo looked intrigued.
 
“It’s that good?”

“There are pressure points and pinchers built all through it,” Antonio’s eyes gleamed.
 
“It will definitely bring her off that high-horse mentality.”
 
The trainers laughed at the bad joke.

Jasper came back to Pretty Baby and cleaned her up after dinner.
 
He short-leashed her by her mattress and left the stall, and she curled up and fell asleep.
 
Several hours later, she was awakened by Antonio’s hand stroking her bare pussy.
 
He was carefully avoiding the new piercings and she lay still.
 
Soon, she began a slow rocking into his hand as he found her clit and slid her juices over the bead.
 
She pressed her bottom into him as a shivering climax took over.
 
“Ooohmph,” she gasped softly.
 
She felt him unbuckle his pants, and when his erection pressed into her she became nervous as she realized his intention.

He held her hip with one hand as he stroked her orgasmic flow down her crease, and one coated finger entered her tight ring.
 
She spasmed in pain.
 
The hand on her hip moved to her belly and she began to whimper.
 
“Ssh.
 
Push into my hand.
 
Come on, Baby.
 
Push.”
 
She tried to do as he said and the pressure in her bottom eased a little.
 
A second finger breached the entrance and she stiffened.

“Come on, girl.
 
Use that tummy.
 
Press into my hand.”
 
She felt tears welling up.
 
There was no way to stop this, and if he was going to try to make it easier she could not figure out another option.
 
Dutifully, she pressed harder into his splayed hand.
 
The fingers withdrew from her ass and she felt the tip of his cock at the tight entrance.

She whined in disappointment.
 
“Same thing, Baby.
 
Push forward.
 
You just think about that.
 
It will relax the muscles.”
 
She cried as he entered her.
 
In three strokes he had filled her, lying still inside her as she felt her muscles contract and throb around his shaft.

One hand remained on her stomach, pressing once in a while to remind her to push.
 
The other found her sore pussy, working around the new rings to arouse her.
 
When he felt her relax, he started thrusting gently.
 
He put a finger inside her channel and rubbed the wall between her two filled accesses while stroking her clit.

The pain was dissolving into an unusual pleasure and she started answering his thrusts, moving her hips into him.
 
He took his hand off her stomach and began to fondle her breasts, careful of her nipples.
 
She felt her juices sliding out and adding to the dampness from before.
 
As he nuzzled into the back of her neck, she felt his warm breath and her hips demanded more.

“That’s my Pretty Baby,” he murmured.
 
He felt her holes tighten with release, and he followed with several deep plunges and his own molten climax.
 
Soon, he would have to share her with Jasper, but she was still all his for a few more days.
 
Antonio smoothed his hands down her sides until she fell asleep.

Pretty Baby looked disappointedly at Jasper when he did not offer her sugar honey with breakfast, and she finished the mash without enthusiasm as Antonio entered the stall.
 
“I hear we’re making a spoiled pony,” he admonished.
 
Baby shook her head vigorously in denial.
 
She did not want a leather thwack sounding from her stall.

“You work hard today and we’ll find you a treat,” he smiled.
 
Baby nodded, determined to do her best.
 
Gone was the hotshot pool player.
 
She would do whatever she could to earn the trainer’s favor.

After weights and treadmill, the girls were fitted in their new training harnesses.
 
Misty’s was heavily padded, and Antonio and Arturo adjusted the straps and buckles, pulling and checking with her for comfort.

Pretty Baby’s harness crossed over and under her breasts, separating them and pushing them forward.
 
Two leather strips passed between her legs and through the new piercings, attaching to the front and back of the belt around her waist.
 
She looked nervously at Antonio.
 
“You won’t be pulling any weight for a few days.
 
I just want you to get used to the feel of the gear.
 
Nothing will be hurting that pussy of yours,” he chuckled.