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3. The Transport Cage
Maria heard the calls and came, untying Jessica and Kate from the whipping post. "You're like twins," she joked, "both of you in handcuffs and the same cane marks on your asses!"
"How's my backside?" Kate asked Jessica later as they paddled ankle-deep through the lapping surf.
"Five thick lines on each buttock. And mine?"
"The same! Hope it doesn't hurt too much, Jessie. for what it's worth, I think it looks sexy."
Jessica shook her head in disbelief. "You say the strangest things!"
As if to prove the point, Kate asked: "Do you play football?"
Jessica was puzzled, thinking of gridiron for a moment. "Oh, you mean like soccer?"
Kate, who didn't know much about sports, wasn't sure. "I think so. We usually play in the morning. Sometimes volleyball, but that wouldn't work for us today."
"It certainly wouldn't," Jessica's sighed, tugging angrily at her handcuffs. Her eyes followed Kate's to where the other bunnies were kicking a ball on the beach by way of warming up. She liked to exercise daily so was happy to join in.
"Hey Jessica, can you kick a ball?" asked Hannah holding a ball nonchalantly against her provocatively cocked hip.
"Sure. I guess," answered Jessica with a disingenuous shrug. She was part of the soccer generation and had played right through high school and college.
Hannah, the unofficial sports mistress took charge. "Listen up everybody! We have eight players today. Jessica will play with Rachel, Juliette and Sumi... usual rules, first team to score five. Rewards for winners, forfeits for losers."
The goal posts constituted small branches stuck in the sand. The ball, lighter than a regular soccer ball, was no problem for their bare feet. After brief team talks by the respective captains, (Hannah and Rachel) the game commenced with neither an offside rule or goalkeepers. Jessica would soon learn there very few rules at all. In fact the only firm rule seemed to concern unspecified reward for the winners and forfeits for the losers.
Hannah kicked off, passing straight to Kate, who kicked ahead for Kelly down the right side, who passed inside to Maria, who tapped the ball past Juliette and between the sticks.
Jessica despaired. Her team was a goal down without even a touch of the ball!
Rachel kicked off passing straight to Jessica going down the left. Jessica skipped Kate's attempted tackle with little more effort than it took to giggle. Hannah was a different proposition, shoulder charging Jessica so she tumbled face-first in the sand, her cuffed hands useless to protect her. By the time Jessica spat out the sand and looked up, her team were losing by two.
The low-minded tactics of Hannah were just the incentive Jessica needed. Before the restart Jessica had a quiet word with Rachel to make a plan. They stood just a couple of steps apart. Rachel kicked off with a tap of the ball to Jessica, who gave it a mighty kick. The ball soared over their opponents' heads and straight through the posts. Her team-mates cheered, the others gasped, whilst Hannah was muttering about the legalities of such a long kick.
"That's a hell of a kick you have Jessie!" said Kate by way of congratulations, and others echoed the compliment.
In the end Jessica's team won 5-3. Reward, whatever that might be, was hers; although not losing to Hannah felt like reward enough.
-oOo-
Two men sat watching on a cliff above as they often did in the morning. They enjoyed watching the soccer skills of the new bunny, and how she ran so well with her hands chained behind her. Ponygirl drivers tended to notice things like that.
One handed the other a $20 bill. "All thanks to the new girl" said the recipient, kissing the note and sticking is straight it his pocket.
-oOo-
Lunch at the bunny cabin consisted of fresh fruit, the only midday food option; their diets being strictly controlled along with much else they did. Kate and Jessica needed hand feeding, and Maria was happy to oblige, knowing the favour might need to be returned.
In the afternoon Kate offered to take Jessica exploring in the woods and along the beach. With no better offers or prior appointments, Jessica agreed. Her concern that they were both in handcuffs was dismissed by Kate with a shrug. "What's the worst that could happen? We've already been kidnapped by evil slave traders and taken to their remote hideaway!"
"So you were kidnapped too?" Jessica asked.
"Well, yes and no. Firstly my boyfriend, henceforth called the bastard, sold me to some chap who acquired me for a billionaire oil guy, but that didn't work out so they had me shipped to Thailand. I ended up in Charlie's hen house."
"I've heard of that place!" said Jessica.
"Yeah, Sumi passed through there, so did Kelly and Maria. This Charlie, a Chinese fella, runs a kind of clearing-house for slave trading. It's okay if you don't mind being in a cage."
"And if you do mind?"
"Then, you'll find it a little cramped. But the food's good. Charlie's a great cook!"
Jessica rolled her eyes in disbelief, something she seemed to do a lot in Kate's company. "Then you came here?"
"Yep. Master Alex bought me and had me shipped here."
"Master Alex? I've heard that name before too. Must have been at the lodge. Who is he?"
Kate smiled, as if her spirit lifted by the mere mention of his name. "He's one of the managers. You'll meet him in due course. He's away at the moment, but someone told me he's returning soon. I can't explain it exactly, but it's not quite the same here when he's away."
Jessica was none the wiser. "Better? Worse?"
Kate was struggling for words. "Just less complete. You'll see. Anyway, I still don't know how you came to be here. Are you going to tell me?"
Jessica sighed. "Very well, I'll spare you the boring details. Basically I had a two week trip to Thailand planned before starting my first job as a speech therapist. I planned to meet a college friend, Nancy, who was backpacking around Asia. We kept in contact on the net and made the arrangements as she travelled through different countries.
"After the long flight from JFK via London I arrived in Bangkok feeling pretty good, having slept well on last leg. It was early in the morning when I cleared customs. Amongst the crowds at the arrivals gate I saw a man holding a sign with my name on it. I was expecting Nancy to meet me, but the man said she was ill in bed with a stomach upset, so had asked the hotel to send a driver for me. It seemed so plausible at the time!
"So I'm chatting to the driver as we're crawling through the rush hour traffic, and he's pointing out various temples and other monuments. I was enjoying being chauffeur-driven in the back of an air-conditioned limousine, just taking in the sights. Then the car stopped at a junction and the driver pointed to two smartly dressed men on the street corner. He said they were staying at the hotel and he had to pick them up. One got in each door, putting me in the middle. By the time I saw one of them jabbing a hypodermic needle into my arm it was too late.
"Next thing I remember, I'm on an aeroplane, and around me are stacked boxes of food, wine and all kinds of general supplies. I'm naked and shackled in a small cage. I could tell it wasn't first class!"
"That's not even economy class!" Kate commented.
"Yeah, thanks for clarifying that Kate. So I'm like doggy style in this cage, with my wrists and ankles fixed in leather cuffs to the bottom corners. There were bars going across the cage to keep me fixed into position, like behind my thighs and under my ribs. But that's not the worst of it..."
"Gosh, Jessie, that sounds awful," said Kate, trying to sound sympathetic. "What else did they do to you?"
Jessica's voice lowered, indicating details of an intimate nature were coming. "The other reason I couldn't move was they'd put things, metal rods or something, into my ass and vagina, and a kind of plastic dildo penis thing in my mouth. Honestly, I was completely stuck!
"There were two guys on the plane with me. Americans, if you can believe that! From their conversation I realised these prods and the penis thing in my mouth were wired up somehow. I could see one of the guys push a cartridge into the front of the dildo. He said it was cum formula. They were daring each other to taste it, but neither would."
"Typical men!" said Kate. "Scared of tasting their own cum, yet they expect us to gulp it down like champagne."
"He asked me if I was hungry, but I couldn't speak or move my head. He said if I could move my lips up and down the penis gag I'd get a reward. I don't want to think about how I must have looked, but I was so hungry I did as they suggested. So I'm sucking and bobbing as best I can when suddenly...BAM! I get a powerful electric shock deep in my ass which shakes the whole cage.
"Those guys thought it was hilarious, and one explained that's what I get for biting the cock. Nice of the bastards to warn me, huh? I guess they got bored watching my exertions as they put a blindfold on me for the rest of the flight. That's when the dildo in my pussy started buzzing and moving."
"Now that's what I call in-flight entertainment!" Kate chuckled.
"Thank you Kate," said Jessica, "glad you find my ordeal so amusing!"
Kate tried her best to look serious.
"Anyway, so this... this thing!... in my pussy is slowly moving in and out of my vagina, and it's driving me crazy; very distracting when I'm still trying to some cum food out of the penis gag. Eventually, with all that rocking I begin to get some of the food I was trying for.
"If the cage is rocking don't come a-knocking!" added Kate.
