Chapter 17: The Stable

Sammy and Sue, having finished their coffee and cigarettes, decided it was time to go back to work before it got too late in the afternoon.

“Let’s start with the cow. She will not take long to do. We only have the nose ring and brands to put on her.” Sammy said.

“Ok. Sammy. I’ll get her strapped in and ready while you heat the irons.” Sue replied.

Both Penny and Linda heard what was being said and both of them started shaking with fear and sobbing. The only difference was that Penny’s sobbing could be heard loud and clear while the still hooded Linda’s sobbing was muffled. Sue grabbed Linda’s leash and dragged her toward the table. Linda tried to pull away from Sue without having the least bit of success. Sue forced her to bend forward and lean over the table. Using the wide leather strap that was attached to the table, she pulled it tight across Linda’s lower back.

Her wrists were secured to the leather strap and a thinner strap was attached to the strap as well. This strap had two flat hooks at the other end and those hooks were inserted into Linda’s nostrils. When Sue pulled that strap tight, Linda’s nostrils were opened up and her head pulled roughly and painfully back. Linda could still move her legs but that was the only thing she could move.

“The cow is ready and secure.” Sue said.

Penny was watching all this and the longer she stayed on the island the more frightened she became.

“Sue, stick the tube from her catheter in the bucket, this cow is going to pee for sure and I don’t want to be splashed by cow pee.”

“Sure. There. Now she can pee a whole bucket if she likes.” Sue laughed.

“Moooooo” Linda was getting really nervous she had enough pain and wasn’t sure if she could handle much more of this.

Penny was stunned when she heard Linda make sounds like a cow. She couldn’t

believe the poor girl had sunk so far that she would just moooo.

“Sue, give her an injection, cows are not allowed to take a nap afterwards. “ Sammy chuckled.

Sue was chuckling too as she gave Linda her blocker to stop her from passing out from pain.

Sammy brought her heavy-duty piercing pliers. She stuck them in Linda’s nose while Sue was holding her head in an iron grip. Sammy squeezed the pliers and made I nice neat hole in Linda’s nose. As soon as she removed the piercing pliers, she inserted the heated needle, followed by a thick ring that reached down to Linda’s upper lip. Sammy soldered the ring shut.

“Moooooooooo Mooooooooooooooooo Moooooooooooo Moooooooooooo. Linda was mooing at the top of her lungs.

Penny turned her head away, she simply couldn’t watch anymore, and knowing she

was next made her almost faint. Sue wiped the little blood that had trickled from Linda’s nose. They left the hooks in her nostrils and they did not slacken the strap holding her head back. Sammy tested the iron with water but decided it needed to heat up a little more.

“Just hold on there cow, the irons aren’t quite hot enough yet.”

Sammy lit another cigarette while she waited for the irons to reach the proper heat. Sue went over to Penny and grabbed her chin, turning her head toward Linda.

“I wouldn’t want you to miss the show. It might be a good learning experience

for you, since we have a lot of work to do on your here.” Sue informed her.

“Are we going to put hooves on her today too, Sammy?”

“No that will have to wait until tomorrow and I think Master wants to be here for that, he normally does. You can put the bit on her if you like though. “Sammy replied”.

Sue went to get a bridle for Penny. She also got a harness, thinking that Penny might as well be outfitted properly from the start. Sue approached Penny, who was still sobbing and shaking, she was trying to not think of the pain she would soon have to endure. Penny now wished she had never traveled to the city and then been stupid enough to get involved with a man like Blackie. She had been so naive and now she was paying a very high price for it. She looked at the strange leather contraptions Sue was approaching with and couldn’t help thinking that her life was over. With her hope fading, she decided to obey these two cruel women to avoid as much pain as she possibly could.

“Open your mouth.” Sue ordered her.

Penny obliged, and Sue put the bit in her mouth. Sue proceeded to put the bridle on Penny’s head by first securing the headband and then pulling the straps down each side of her head, securing them under her chin. A second strap ran just under Penny’s ears and was secured in the back of her head as well. The last strap, which held the headband and the lower strap in place, was pulled tight down her neck and secured to the collar. Penny could move her head sideways but not bend her head forward. The bit pulled in her mouth and Sue tested it by pulling on the rings either side of the bit.

“You will soon learn that when the driver pulls on the left ring you are

supposed to turn to your left and vice versa but Sammy will teach you all that. She will take you out and hitch you up to the cart, so you can learn to be useful here. Master sometimes likes to go for a pleasure ride in his buggy, so you will learn to pull that too. You will have so much fun here on the island. “ Sue chuckled at the end.

“Now we need to put the harness on you too. You might as well get use to proper pony gear, you will be wearing it often enough.” Sue enjoyed the torment she was causing Penny. She could see in Penny’s eyes that she was horrified and most of her resistance was gone. She was by no means broken but she had been scared into submission and was now acting subdued at least. The harness consisted of a wide leather belt that went around Penny’s waist; it covered Penny from just above her bush to just under her udders and was secured in the back. Two metal rings were attached at the top of the belt, into which Penny’s udders would fit.

Sue pulled on her suckers and pushed her udders in place, then secured each ring to her collar with a light metal chain, holding them in place at the base of her udders. Finally, her wrists were secured in the back of the belt. Penny was starting to look like a pony.

“Penny is harnessed and ready. She looks good, I think.” Sue said.

“Yes. So far so good, there is still a lot of work to be done before she begins to resemble anything like a pony.” Sammy grinned.

Linda was getting very nervous by now; the waiting was getting to her. What were they waiting for? She wanted to get this over with. The constant waiting every time they were going to inflict new pains and horrors on her had begun to take a toll on Linda. Would she ever be left alone without any pain? Perhaps once she was moved to the barn they would leave her alone. Then again, all the things she had been told about the barn with bulls and milking procedures didn’t give Linda much hope the barn would be any better than were she was now. The only good thing Linda had heard them say was once she got to the barn her hood would be removed. Linda was hopeful they would remove the corset too. That would give her some relief. Penny in the meantime was struggling with her new outfit. The harness didn’t cause that much problem but the bit in her mouth was uncomfortable. Penny was drooling since the bit made it hard for her to swallow the saliva.

“Mind you this is just your stable harness when you are hitched to the cart or buggy you will wear a much different harness, one with nice straps running into your fuck holes and so on.” Sue pointed out to Penny.

Sue gave Penny a few pats on her ass and pussy. Penny didn’t really care, this harness was bad enough, and the whole idea of being a pony had no appeal to her what so ever. She was still sobbing and that made her drool even more. She felt less like a woman and more like a trapped rabbit. She was having a hard time collecting her thoughts and in the back of her mind, she still hoped this was just a bad nightmare and that she would wake up any second. She was brought back to reality when she heard Sammy’s voice.

“I think the irons are hot enough now, so we can give the cow her brands. Which one should we start with? What do you think Sue?”

“Hmmm. Let’s put the Master’s brand on her first and then the quality brand.” Sue answered.

This little exchange was of no importance its only purpose was to terrorize

Linda.

Sammy moved a bucket of water close to Linda’s head and stuck a third iron into it. This was also done for effect. This particular iron wasn’t going to be used anyway. Linda could hear the sizzling from the iron as it entered the water.

Linda got the message that the irons had been heated to a red hot and glowing temperature.

“Does it sound like the irons are hot enough for you cow or should we let them heat up a few more minutes?” Sammy asked Linda with a laugh.

Linda didn’t answer at first. She assumed they were just trying to prolong this torture as much as possible. Linda was sweating, and her knees felt weak. She wanted to scream at them to just get on with it. She almost did but caught herself in time and stayed silent.

“Cow I asked you a question.”

“Moooooo. Moooooo. Moooooo.” Linda replied.

“Ok cow. If you insist, I’ll leave the irons to heat a few more minutes then.”

“Pony girl, you better not look away when we brand the cow. If you do, we will have to give you a nice punishment. Maybe one of the stallions would like an afternoon fuck.” Sue said.

Penny thought this was just another attempt to frighten her even more than she already was and didn’t believe they would do that to her. A stallion would rip her pussy apart. Penny had been around horses before and had seen how big a horse cock could get. She had no doubt that they would find some devilish way of punishing her if she looked away even for a second. Penny turned her head and looked straight at the poor woman strapped to the table.

“That’s a good pony.” Sue smiled and gave Penny as slap on her ass.

“I think we waited long enough. The irons are red hot and we need to get moving. We still have the pony to tend to before dinner.” Sammy announced.

Sammy took the first iron and slowly aimed it at Linda’s right buttock. Linda could feel the heat from the iron and began shaking violently. Sammy aimed the iron slightly to the right, so the brand would sit more to the side of the cow’s buttock. She pushed the iron down into the buttock and a sizzling sound was heard together with the smell of burnt flesh. Linda screamed and screamed but she stayed conscious. Sammy held the iron in place while she counted to five. Linda continued to scream. The pain she felt was unbelievable. Sammy removed the iron and bent over to take a closer look at the brand. Linda continued to scream and howl and her pee splattered down in the bucket between her legs.

“Looks good, these irons are really easy to work with.” Sammy told Sue.

“Yes. It looks very nice.” “Give me the other iron.”

Sue handed Sammy the second iron and Sammy moved to the other side of the cow. She aimed it in the manor as the first iron and pressed it into Linda’s left buttock. Linda had not stopped screaming and her scream became a high-pitched almost banshee like scream. Penny had to use all her mental strength in order to stay focused on the terrible torture and not turn her away. Linda thrashed and kicked but the straps held her firmly to the table. She continued her table dance and song for a good 10 minutes before she finally stopped and just lay there sobbing loudly.

“She sure puts on a good show.” Sue said.

“Yes. She is very entertaining. You can remove the bucket. I think she is done peeing. Empty it outside. I don’t want the smell of cow piss in here.”

Sue grabbed the bucket and clamped the catheter tube. When she returned she sat down next to Sammy and they both smoked a cigarette. Linda’s right buttock had a brand that read: D. I. Farm animal. On her left buttock the brand read: Approved for M. B. use.

“What does the M. B. stand for?” Sue asked.

“It stands for milking and breeding. Sometimes a MC is added.” Sammy explained.

“MC?”

“Meat consumption. We don’t use cows for that here on the island at least we haven’t in the past but sometimes before a cow is sold, she is fattened up so Master can sell her to any kind of buyer.” Sammy continued to explain.

“Why don’t we use them as meat here?” Sue was curious.

“I’m not sure. I think Master prefers the old-fashioned kind of meat. Mistress Alex I am not so sure about, she would probably not mind a female cow roast.” Sammy said with a laugh.

None of this conversation registered with Linda. She was in a pain filled daze and her brain concentrated solely on the burning on her ass. Penny on the other hand heard every single word. She was stunned, this couldn’t be real, it just had to be a bad nightmare. People simply could not be as cruel as this. Cannibals didn’t exist anymore, or did they? The smell of burnt flesh, the horrible screams, the fear, and the knowledge that she was next became too much for Penny, and she fainted. Sue had to release the chain to her collar otherwise, the pony would strangle herself.

Penny slumped to the floor.

“Looks like we have time for another cup of coffee since the pony decided to take a nap.” Sue laughed.

“Let’s get the cow off the table and into a pony box first. It is better to keep her here for tonight than in the barn and the cage isn’t big enough for two cows. Since the pony is napping we might as well get her strapped in on the table, then we can have coffee or some fun, while we wait for her to wake up.” Sammy said.

“Ok. Sounds good to me.”

Sammy released the still sobbing Linda and she dropped to the floor in a heap. Sue grabbed one arm and Sammy the other and they proceeded to drag her toward one of the empty pony boxes. They removed the strap with hooks that held Linda head tilted back and fastened her wrists cuffs to her collar, so she couldn’t reach or touch her brands. Sue made sure the catheter tube was clamped properly while Sammy filled water into the water and feeding trough. When they satisfied that everything was in order, Linda was left lying on her stomach on the floor of the box. They closed and locked the door to the box. The floor was a straw covered dirt floor, with no bed or mattress, only a blanket in the corner. For now, Linda didn’t really care, she just wanted to die. On their way back, they grabbed Penny and she was quickly put on the table, secured on her back. They both sat down and enjoyed their coffee while they waited for the pony to wake up. Sammy pressed the intercom and dialed the number for Master’s quarters.