Gelding

All of a sudden mark realized he did not know in which direction he had left his auto. He was on flat ground deep in a forrest and could not see any of the mountain peaks he had used as guide marks. He thought one direction is as good as another. He headed of in what he hoped was a straight line. He had heard of people walking it circles for days. Mark broke branches off of trees he passed. That way he could tell if he was retracing his steps.

Mark walked for what he percieved to be about a mile. He came to the ege of the woods. In the distance he could see the mountains. He found his guide peaks and realized he had walked in the exact oppisite direction of his car. Mark noticed just beyond the woods there was a barbed wire fence. Just on the other side of the fence was a sign. The sign read, "PROPERTY OF CRUEL BOOTS RANCH NO TRESPASSING! TREASPASSERS WILL BE IMPRISONED AND ENSLAVED. Mark said to himself, "Oh well! I don't need to go that direction anyway."

Marked headed back the way he had come. After quite a long walk he reached the other edge of the woods. He looked to his right and thought he could just see the back of his car. Just beyond the woods was the barbed wire fence with the same sign on the other side of it. Marked turned to his right and walked toward his car. He came to the edge of the woods. It was the place where he had entered the forrest. This time it was different. There was the barbed wire fence between Mark and his car. The same no trespassing sign was just on the other side of the fence. Mark thought, "Thats strange!" He was sure there was no fence there when he had entered the woods.

Mark looked both way along the fence. He saw that it extended as far as he could see in either direction, left or right. He saw no way to get to his car. The only thing he could do to get to his car was to cross the fence. Mark saw no one around. He climbed the fence and headed quickly to his car. He was looking forward to eating the lunch he had prepared that morning. Mark was about 50 feet from his car when he felt something drop over his head.

Mark was jerked off of his feet and dragged a short distance. He look up and saw 2 women on horseback. One had lassoed him with a rope. She had the rope wrapped around the pommel of her saddle. Marks managed to get to his feet. Whenever he moved the well trained cutting horse move to keep tension on the loop securing his arms to the sides of his body.

Mark saw that he was looking at two gorgeous women. They sat astride their horses like men. To Mark they looked to be well over 6' tall. One of the women was blond with long hair. The other was a red haired with medium length hair. They were both dressed in knee high leather boots with high sharply spiked heels, leather mini skirts and leather bras. They both had muscular calves which made their leather boots bulge, perfectly shaped thighs disappearing under their mini skirts. They had narrow waist lines ending in pert sharply pointed brests contained by their bras. The blond's leather outfit was black. The red head's leathe costume was red, matching her hair.

The Blond said, "Can't you read? You're trespassing on the property of Cruel Boots Ranch. We allow no trespassers on our property. Why are you here."

Mark said, "I walked into the woods. This fence wasn't there. How did it get between the woods and my car while I was walking in the woods?"

The Blond replied, "My name is Diane. Gert how long has this fence been there?"

Gert replied, "This fence has been there for years and years."

Diane looked at mark and said, "Well you're guilty of trespassing on Cruel Boots Ranch property. It looks like will have to take you to prison and use you as our slave."

Marks said to the women, "I was unaware I was on your property. At least don't I get taken to jail and have a trial?"

Diane looked down at mark and smiled. She said, "Cruel Boots Ranch is so far from the nearest town that we have been given jurisdiction by the state over our own land. We have the right to police our own property. We can even hold a trial if need be."

Diane continued, "In fact we can have your trial right now. I am a circut judge officially appointed by the governor. Gert is a member of the bar and practicing attornery."

Mark, "How do you plead?"

Gert repied, "Mark pleads not guilty!"

Gert continued, "He is a stranger. He didn't know he was on our land. Perhaps we could give him a short punishment and let him go on his way."

Diane said, "Is it true he is now standing on our property?"

Gert replied, "Yes!"

Diane retorted, "Is there any provision in our code for anyone who is unaware they were trespassing?"

Gert said, "No!"

Diane asked Gert, "Well then what is your defense."

I hear Gert say, "I guess we have no defense."

Diane said, "Mark it is time for the judge to annouce her decision."

"Mark, I find you guilty of trespassing on the property of Cruel Boots Ranch. You are sentenced to become a prisoner and slave of Cruel Boots Ranch. The length of your sentence shall beindeterminate. I will now make my decision official."

Diane reached in one of her saddle bags and pulled out some papers. She wrote for a time. She handed the papers to Gert. She said, "Gert as your attorney will attest that your sentenced at a fromal trial with representation and that you have been found guilty. I will sign that I have judged fairly and given you the sentence required for breaking our laws."

Diane reached into the saddle bag and pulled out a seal. I heard the papers crumple. Diane said, "I have marked my seal over the signatures. The verdict is official. As soon as we get back to ranch headquarters I will fax the verdict to the state attorney general's office. As soon as the fax reaches the office, my verdict will be official. If you escape your picture will be sent to every law enforcement agency in the country. You will be returned to Cruel Boots Ranch to complete your sentence. Of course no one has ever escaped from the ranch until they have completed their sentence. Now it's time we get you to ranch headquarters."

Gert got down from her horse. Diane pulled a pistol out of her belt. She said, "Mark, "If you move I'll shoot you. I'm good shot. I won't kill you. You can bet that where I shoot you will hurt like hell."

Gert reached into her saddle bag a pulled out several strands of rawhide string. She came over and very quickly bound my wrists behind my back. She placed a second string of raw hide behind my neck, passed it under my arm pits and knotted it on my chest. She passed the third strand of raw hide under my wrists. She brought the ends around the strap at the back of my neck. She pulled it very tight. The caused my wrists to be pulled high up on my back behind my neck. My wrists were pulled up so high that my elbows hurt. Gert changed the noose in the rope until it was snug around my neck. She then got back on her horse.

Diane said, "We're going to head for the ranch. You hsd better keep up with us. If you fall, well simply drag you. That won't be pleasant."

They started the horses off. A pace was set that caused me to follow them at a slow jog. It is a good thing I was in shape. We gone along for about an hour. I began to tire. I yelled, "Can't we slow down a little." They stopped. I thanked them for stopping and giving me rest.

Gert got off of her horse and reached in her saddle bag. She came toward me with a ball that had a rope passing through its center. She stuffed the ball in my mouth and tied it tightly in place. She said, "There that will keep you quiet."

Gert got back astride her horse and they started off at the same pace. This time it was even harder for me. I couldn't get as much air through my mouth. After another hour we sighted buildings in the distance. I figured that this was the ranch headquarters. Another half hour of travel brought us to the compound. We stopped in front of a very long, narrow building that had do windows.

Gert and Diane got off of their horses. They marched me into the building. I was in a long narrow hall. On both sides there was a long row of doors that looked like they led to cells. I was marched down the hall quite away. Gert unlocked one of the doors. I was pushed roughly into the room. It was a cell that was about 4' wide and 8' long. I was told to get on the floor. To make sure I did as directed I was given a shove. As soon as I was on the floor my ankles were tightly bound together. Diane pushed my ankles toward my ass cheeks until my heels dug into them. Gert then tied my ankles to my wrists keeping my legs in that position. I now could not move. Diane said, "We'll leave you until time for your induction ceremony tonight."

The door closed leaving me in darkness. I was hog tied and gagged. I was in complete darkness. As strange as it may seem my cock was trying to get hard. I must have fallen asleep. I was awakned by being lifted bodily off of the floor. Two very tall women with bulging muscless lifted onto a long flat cart. They wheeled me down the hall through a door. As I looked around the room into which I was taken, I saw it was actually a theater in the round. There were tiered seats all the way around the room. I noticed most of the seats were filled with leathe clad women.

I was lifted off of the cart and onto the floor. My legs wre untied. I was quickly stripped of my shoes, pants and under wear. This left me nude and my cock and balls hanging out. My legs were quickly strapped to a post. Next my wrists were released and my shirt removed. I was now nude. A collar was placed around my neck and I was stretched tightly. I was now face down on the floor, unable to move.

After I was secured, an impossibly tall women came on the stage. She had perfectly shaped legs. Even though they were perfectly shaped her legs were massive and muscular. I could see her calf muscles ripple through the leather of her spiked heeled boots as she walked. T be able to force the leather to move, she must have really strong calf muscles. Her perfectly shaped thighs rose up under her miniskirt. Looking up I saw her leather bra filled with the most perfectly brests I had ever seen. I couldn't help it. I became hard right there and then."

The tall goddess looked at me. She said, "I'm Bootella the owner of Cruel Boots Ranch. You have been found guilty of trespassing ont the property of Cruel Boots Ranch. You are our prisoner and slave until you have served your complete sentence. By now the verdict of your trial has reached the attorney general's office and is official. You might like to know that we are entitled to sell or keep any property you might have to pay us for the expense of having to keep you in prison. All of your effects will shortly be sold."

"We want everyone to know you're the property of Cruel Boots Ranch. All of our slaves get branded."

Bootella walked over to the side of the room. I could see a half barrell full of white hot coals. She picked up the end of a lon rod. At the end of the rod had a large design that was glowing white hot. She said, ladies, get him ready."

One of the women sat on my shoulders facing my ass. Her weight pushed my chest tightly into the floor until I could hardly take a breath. The other women sat on my legs pushing my shins into the floor. The two women made sure that I couldn't move.

I saw Bootella take the white hot brand and slowly position it over my right ass cheek. She lowered the branding iron slowly being sure she was exactly on target. I could feel the heat from the white hot brand. I first heard what was like the sound of meat frying in a skillet. Next I inhaled the smell of burned flesh. then pain hit and I yelled. I was still gagged. I screamed as loud as I could. All that came out of my mouth was a loud, "Wooosh!"

After a few seconds Bootella removed the iron and placed it on the floor beside the coals. She said, "Now you're the branded property of Cruel Boots Ranch. Any one that sees the letters CBR with the outline of a boot under them will know you belong to Cruel Boots Ranch. All of the ranches in the area will return any strays they see with our brand on them. Now you'll be locked in the stocks and your burns will be attended to by one of our nurses. You'll be glad to know that we have found a combination of herbs from the local area that will completely heal you within three days."

I was unshackled and my gag removed. I was picked up off of the floor. My neck and wrists were imprisoned in stocks. The stocks were just high enough to keep my upper body parallel to the floor. My ankles were spread wide and locked in stocks. I was left there. All of the ladies left the room.

After a short time, a lady dressed in white leather with white leather boots came into the room. She applied a slave to my burned area. Immediately I felt the pain subside a little. She asked me if I was thirsty. I indicated I was. She brought me a large glass of water. She asked me if I would like more. I said I would. She brought me another glass of water. After I drank that she said, "I'll be coming back every hour or so to treat your burn. If you would like something to eat, I'll bring it when I return."

I said, "That would be nice."

She was true to hear word. When she returned, she brought a bowl of a grey looking substance. I thought it was oatmeal. When I tasted it, I found that it had no taste. It had the consistancy of mush. The nurse must have noticed my expression. She said "That is gruel. It is what all slaves eat three times a day. It has no taste. It does have all the nutrients needed to keep you alive and healthy." She treated my wound and left.

Many times throughout the night salve or ointment was applied to my burned area. Each time the pain became a little less. By morning I was almost painf free.

The nurse came in and said, "It looks like you're healing nicely. You can be returned to cell."

The same 2 wardresses with the bulging muscles came in and released me from the stocks. They fastened my wrists to my neck and marced me down the hall to my cell. I was pushed face to the wall. My wrists were loosened and cuffed in front of me. Then my wrists were pulled high over my head and fastened to a ring. My ankles were shackled to a ring in the floor. I was left there.

Shortly the nurse came into my cell. She said, "Your fixed that way so you can't sit on the floor or rub your branded ass on the wall. There is still a little danger of infection. I thought, "Didn't this place believe in bedds?"

I was left that way until late at night. I was watered, fed and allowed to use the bucket in the cell. The nurse came in late in the evening. She examined me. She said, "You're healed enough to be released from the wall."

Shortly after the nurse left the two muscular guards came in and released me from the wall. They cuffed my wrists behind my back, shackled my ankles gagged me and left. I was left that way for the night.

I remaned in my cell shackled in the same manner the next day. My gag was released during the day and put in at night. The following morning Diane came in and said, "You're healed. Now you can begin your indoctrination course." Diane left.

In a little while the 2 muscular female guards came into my cell. They removed the shackles from my ankles and marched me down the hall to a room where I had not been. As I entered the room, I saw that it contained all sorts of torture devices. It looked like it had come directly out of medievel times. It looked as if it contained every torture device known to man.

The 2 women wasted no time in strapping me to a post facing it. They fastened me so tightly I could not move a msucle. they then each selected a cat of nine tails. They whipped the back side of my body from just above my knees to just below my neck. They didn't stop until my entire back side was welted from their vicious blows. I screamed and screamed until I was horse and only a croak came out of my mouth.

I was released from the post only to be immediately bound with my back to it. My backside burned from the lashes as it was pressed tightly into the post. The front of my body was given the same treatment. When the two women tired of whipping me, one of them stood back and said, "I don't why they call this indoctrination. It's actually torture. We love it. We are both sadists and can have our way with you for 2 weeks. This is to teach you to obey every order you're given without hesitation. If you don't obey, you'll be sent back here for correction. Only then your punishment will last longer and be much more severe. We can do anything we wish to you this time. The only limitaton is that we're not allowed to do any permanent damgage. If you're sent back for correction, the personal damage limitation will not apply. We need to rest. Then we'll come back and fix you for the night."

I thought they were done with me. They went over and opened a drawer. They came back with samll clamps. They applied one of the clamps to each of my nipples. The clamps had teeth that bit into my nipples. I let out a yelp. Next they fastened several of the clamps to each of my balls. Then they put several on my penis. From each of the clamps they hung weights. This caused the clamps to bite even tighter and cause me so much pain that I was constantly moaning. I thought, "This can't get any worse." I was wrong.

The 2 women attached wires to each of the clamps. They got a large metal but plug and rammed it home. They attached a wire to the but plug. They plugged all the wires into a large black box. They adjusted some dials. I hear a click as they apparently turned on a switch. Before I could think I let a long inhuman howl. Voltage was passing through my cock and balls and ass. I didn't know anything could hurt that much.

One of the guards said, "You're hooked up to the zapper. It's set to deliver charges of a random length. The length of time the current is on will be from 15 seconds to one minute or anything in between. You will receve from between 6 and 12 charges per hour. The voltage will vary between different points. At times all wires may become hot at the same time. Enjoy! We'll come back later and fix you for the night."

I spent a long time in pain and screaming whatever noises I could emit from my tortured throat. After what seemed like days, the women came back and fixed me for the night. This night I was locked in a device called scavenger's daughter. It has hinged collar which is attached to two long steel bars. Just in front of the chest there are cuffs on the bars for the victims wrists. The bars end with holes in the bottom of them u shaped cuffs with holes in the end of them go around the ankles. Ther rod is passed through the cuffs and the holes in bars anchoring the ankles to the bars. The victim must sit with a collared neck. His wrists are secured just in front of his chest and his ankles are locked in place. This device was applied to my body. My waist was locked to a post and I was gagged. I was forced to sit this way for the night.

I spent a long two weeks being tortured in every immaginable way. Each night was spent in extremely uncomfortable bondage. I was to exhausted to resist by the end of the 2 weeks. I saw why they called it indoctrination. After going through the tortures of the 2 sadistic women, I had no will to resist.

After the 2 weeks I was taken to my cell. I was told I had 3 days to rest. Then I would begin my serice to Cruel Boots ranch as their slave. I was left in my cell without bondage or gag. I was fed and watered 3 times a day. Just about the time I was well rested, beauty clad in red leather came into my cell. She said, "Slave, you begin today. It's time you begin paying for your keep. Turn around."

The lady went behind me and placed a loop tightly around each of my upper arms just above the elbow. My hands were placed in leather gloves that had no fingers. The gloves D-ring. My left hand was fastened to my right elbow and my right hand to my left elbow. The lady stood back and said, "Now we'll go to the stables and get you in your pony boy outfit."

I was taken to the stables and put in a harness. The harness had rings at the sides of my waist. A bit gag with reins attached to it was placed in my mouth. Shoes in the shape of a hoof were buckled on my feet. A but plug with a pony tail fastened to it was placed in my ass. The lady looked at me and said, "One more item and you'll be ready for field work."

She left the stable. She shortly returned with a small pile of metal. She looked at me and said, "This one should fit you nicely."

She greased my penis down with a gel and slid a metal tube over it. There was just a small hole in the tube. She place a metal belt around my waist. I just barely fit. from chains hanging down behind the belt was a metal plate that looked like a cod piece. She pulled this in front of my body. The cod piece was fixed in way that the tube containing my penis would slide into and lock in place. There was metal bar extending up above the tube containing my penis. The lady took a tool and bent bar toward my body a little. When she was satisfied, she pulled the cod plate up and locked it to the belt around my waist. My genitals were now completely enclosed in steel. She said, "Now you're properly chastised. We don't want you to waste energy masturbating."

I was led out to a field. I was hitched to a plow with nine others dressed as was I. We were forced to pull the plow until dark. We were given a short break for lunch and dinner. If we had to urinate, were told to do it just like a pony, on the move. By the time we got back to the stable we allwere exhausted. The 2 women working the plow took us into the stable. Each of us was led into a stall. Our bits were removed. Our wrists were fastened behind our backs and we spent the night there. One of the women looked at me and said, "You're new. Our work day here is from daylight to dark. If you're good and work hard, you'll be able to relax in your cell for the night with just your wrists bound and your neck chained to the wall with a long chain. If you don't please us, you'll spend the night standing in your cell and have to sleep the way a horse does, standing upright."

I spent the next 3 months working as a pony doing various chores. My days were spent pulling carts loaded with sand, dirt or rock. Being hitched to a plow. I was locked in harness and forced to pull heavy logs out of the woods. The wors thing was being fastened to the pump. The pump had round rod sticking up out of the ground with 4 spokes attached to it. A pony boy was fastened to each spoke. Then we were forced to turn the wheel. This pumped water to where it was needed. If any of us faltered we were severely whipped.

One day Bootella came into the stable. I had not seen her since I had been branded. She spoke loudly so every pony boy could hear her. "We have 11 new ponies. In 2 days we'll have the games to see if one of the ponies is good enough to become a house slave. The 10 losing ponies will spend the rest of their sentence as pony boys. Get ready. If you know what is good for you, you'll do your best to win."

The next 2 days passed slowly as we waited for the games. Finally the morning of the day the games would begin arrived. We were put in harness and had bits in our mouth and were taken to a large corral that had flat ground.

There were seats around the corral. They were all filled with leather clad women. The reins connected to our bits were loosly tied to a corral rail. Our chastity belts were removed for the first time in 3 months. I saw that I was not the only one who had an erection. When all of the chastity belts had been removed Bootella stood up and said, "Let the games begin." There was a loud cheer from the audience.

Bootella went on saying, "The games in the field will count 50% of a pony's score. The other 50% of his score will be determined by how well he can provide pleasure. The first event ia a ball pulling contest. Weights will be fastened to the ponies balls. the pony that pulls the heavist weight 10 yards will be the winner. Ponies wil begin with a ten pound weight."

All of us pulled the weights the entire 10 yards until we got to 30 pounds. Then they began dropping out. At 45 pounds there was just me and one other. I couldn't pull 55 pounds the entire distance. He made it seem easy. I finished second.

Bootella announced the next event was to be a surrey race. We would pull a surrey with a driver around a mile course. Our score would be determined by our order of finish. As I said, I was in good condition. I won the surrey race.

Botella announced the third event would be a horse pulling contest. The winner would be the one who could pull the heavist weight 25 yards. There must have some real strong ponies in the group. I had to drop out at 250 pounds. The winner pulled 520 pounds. I finished a distant fifth.

The fourth event would be a pony hunt. The ponies would be given a 20 minute start. All of the guards would be given paint ball guns. The last pony shot would be the winner. To keep the hunt from lasting too long, the ponies were hobbled with a 6 inch chain between their ankles. I lasted, ducked and dodged for a long time. I was the next to last pony shot. I had finished second.

The fifth and last event was a hog tie contest. The ponies arms would be released. A lady rider would lasso and hog tie the pony. The pony that took the longest to be hog tied would win. It took 3 minutes for me to get hog tied. I won that contest.

The scores were anounced. I was pleased to note that I was in first place with 42 out of a possible 50 points. My closest competitor had 39.

Bootella arose and said the pleasure part of the contest is next. Remember it is worth 50 points. The ponies were tied to a correl rail while the center of the arena was set up for the pleasure contest.

Flat planks were set up in the center of the ring. A pony boy was placed facde up on each plank. His wrists and ankles were bound together under the plank.

Bootella arouse again and said, "The first part of the pleasure contest will be a masturbation contest. The pony boy that takes the longest to spurt his cum will win."

I don't know how I did it. I out lasted all the others and shot my wad last. I earned 25 points. This gave me 67 poins. I thought I stood a good chance of winning. My closest competition had 60 points.

Bootella again stood up and said, "The second part of the contest will be to see how well a pony boy can sexually satisfy a women. All pony boys will remain bound as they are. The women will direct the pony boy as to how to serve her. To make sure every one gets equal treatment, 10 members of the audience will judge each pony boy. His score will be the average score given by the 10 judges. Only whole points will count. All ractions of a point will be dropped from the average score."

A nude beauty came over and said, "Slave you're going to eat cunt." She plopped her pussy on my mouth. I began licking as best I could. Soon the lady was wiggling and moaning. She came with a gush of pussy juice running into my mouth.

Nest she put her ass crack right over my face and told me to eat it. In the mean time she jerked my cock until it was hard. Then she crawled on it and rode it until I shot my wad for a second time. She said loudly, "I haven't cum." She got back on my face and rode it until she climaxed a second time.

Shortly after that we were told the games were over. Our arms were secured behind our back with wrists fastened to opposite elbows. We were led to our stalls and our necks were secured to a ring in the wall. We were told that the festivites would begin at dusk. The winner would be annouced and there would be a barbeque for the staff and guests.

We stood there until it was just dark. Then we were each led out to the corral. It looked like there was a circle of guillitines. As it turned out, that is exactly what it was. Each of us was led to stand with one of the devices in front of us. A stock with one small hole in it was positioned until it was just at the same level as our cocks and balls. We were pushed forward against the board it was raised and our cocks and balls were put throught the hole and the stock was locked closed. We were unable to pull our cocks and balls back through the hole toward our bodies. A cord was fastened around the base of our balls and around our cocks. Tension was put on this cord until every possible inch of our cocks and balls was pulled through the stock.

When we were all in position Bootella stood and said, "Ladies none of the pony boys know who the winner is. I will tell them this. The winner had a total of 85 points. Second place had 82 points. It was a good race. There can only be one winner. Second doesn't count in these games. When I give the signal, a card will be flashed in front of each pony boy. All but one of the cards will have g on it. The winner's card will have an s on it. Of course the g stands for gelding and the s is for house slave. At the same time the cards are raised, the blades will drop removing the man hood of a the 10 losers. They will become geldings and serve Cruel Boots Ranch for the rest of their lives as gelded ponies. Two nurses will be standing by each pony boy. As soon as he sees his manhood drop into the bowl, they will give him a shot and emergency surgery to keep him from dying. We have marvelous. In a short while the losers will be revived and able to watch the barbeque. Nurses take your positions."

Two nurses came over and stood one in front of us and one at our side. Bootella said, "Card ladies take your position."

Beautiful women came over and stood in front of each of us. Bootella then mounted a raised platform. She placed her hand on a long lever. She said, "Cards ready! Raise cards!"

The card flashed in front of my face. I was sure I would see an s on my card. Just as my eyes recognized it was a g on my card there was a flash in front of my eyes. I saw my penis a balls drop into the bowl below the stocks just as I passed out.

There was nothing but blackness. I began to become aware of my surrondings. Ten posts had been placed upright in the corral. The posts were in a large circle with a grill in the center. A pony boy was bound with his back to each of the posts. I saw that none of the pony boys I could see had cocks or balls in their crotch area. That area of their body was just empty. I looked around. There was a nurse at my side. She said, "I'm here to take care of you in case you pass out from the shock of what you are seeing. Yes you now have no cock and balls. Your urinary tract has been reouted until it c omes out to just half way between where the base of your scrotum was and your ass crack begins. With our medicines you will be completley healed in 3 or 4 days."

Botella stood and said, "The bar is open, The meat is being put on the barbeque. Of course there is the usual special treat for those who desire it. Enjoy yourselves. The party will last as long as you do."

Chiefs came out with trays of various meats and placed them on grills outside the circle of bound pony boys. A cheif came into the center of the circle with a platter. On that platter was a stack of severed cocks and balls. The chief dipped the gonads and cocks in sauce and put them on the grill. We breathed in the smell of our own cocks and balls being grilled. We had to watch as guests came up and had a serving of our genital meat.

We had to stand there bound to the pole and watch the ladies party all night. In the morning we were taken to the hospital. This was to be sure the would be no problems with our surgery. In a few days we were taken to our assigned posts. Of course we were put in harness with bit and arms behind back. I was assigned to the place I dread most---The pump. I was told that would be my position for the rest of my life.

If there is anyone out there reading this, "Help! Get me out of here."

I later larned I had only earned 15 points from the second half of the pleasure contest. The winner had earned the full 25 points.