The Widower

John looked over at the scene in front of him, in front of the stables in the central court yard.

Luci had been taken from the track directly to here, given some electrolyte fluids, and then had been stripped of the harness, before leather cuffs were wrapped around her wrists and ankles. Then she was chained in a standing spread-eagle between two posts that had been erected in the courtyard, and left there whilst Joanne had been cared for and John, Marie and Vicki had eaten.

It was later afternoon now, and John could see that the courtyard had obviously been in the sun for most of the afternoon, as Luci was just as sweaty as she had been after the race.

John could feel himself getting hard. He'd seen Joanne totally naked whilst he had washed and massaged her, but this was something else. Luci was more than nude. She was nude and on display, and about to be whipped.

He followed Marie over to the chained up woman, seeing how the sweat ran down the muscles in Luci's shoulders, running between her flattened breasts and over the six pack abs.

'Luci...' Marie spoke first, and Luci lifted her head.

'You did well today, pony. You're talented, fast. Joanne had to work as hard as I've ever seen her.'

She circled Luci, running a hand through the sweat that coated her back, causing Luci to shudder.

'You could be a championship winner Luci.' 'But you're raw. You lack some final stamina, and you're undisciplined. You're exactly like a wild horse. You need to be broken in.' Marie unhooked a multi tailed whip from her belt. 'I'm going to break you, Luci.'

Marie reached between Luci's legs, and started to rub her finger along Luci's cunt, John watching as her head rolled back and she moaned.

'The thing is, I think you want to be broken.'

Marie stood in front of Luci, staring into the chained girl's eyes, her hand still gently stroking along Luci's cunt.

'I think the bravado, the talking back, the insolence is all a way to provoke us to giving you what you want. I'm going to whip you now, Luci. I'm going to whip you until my arm is too tired to swing the whip. Then we're going to leave you here overnight, chained as you are, before we start training you properly. We'll work you from dawn 'til dusk, then chain you overnight, until we feel you've earned the move to a stable. Maybe then, you'll earn a rematch and we'll see how you've improved....'

John was pretty certain it wasn't just the action of Marie's hand that was bringing the reaction from Luci, it was the words, the description of what was in her future. He could see her breathing become shallow, see her pull against the chains at her wrists, see the ripple of her stomach muscles.

Luci's face was flushed, sweat dripping from her nose and chin, and her voice was a whisper.

'Please....break me....'

Marie stepped back from Luci, shook out the whip. 'Now, let's start...'