1. One tenth of horsepower. Part 1
  2. One tenth of horsepower. Part 2
  3. One tenth of horsepower. Part 3
  4. One tenth of horsepower. Part 4
  5. One tenth of horsepower. Part 5
  6. One tenth of horsepower. Part 6

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"Horses".

Half an hour later, he laid her in a stall on the straw flooring, began to massage her legs, trying to remove the excessive tension of strong muscles. Irina looked at him through half-closed eyelids, until she turned off. Feeling her body gradually relax, he finally stopped and hurriedly went for food. Returning, he found her in the same position in which he left. She did not wake up while he, clasping her from behind, lifted with difficulty to lean her back against a wooden wall. After giving her some semblance of a sitting posture, he stuck her pipe in a gag from the power supply and opened the faucet and, waiting for a quiet gurgling and bubbling from the second open hole, went out into the yard. Several jockeys smoked in the shade, talking quietly. Andrey approached them and joined the conversation, the essence of which was reduced to an excessively rigid training program.

- I tell you, so they are likely to kill them nah. nd! - the girl in a bright yellow T-shirt and turquoise tights was flashing with her eyes - I already imagined what it was like when you were on the last lap, you could even walk, you can't even bang! Accelerate, nah. nd! Count Valer? I would die, probably ...

Her companion with a worried expression on her face silently nodded, in agreement with her words.

- Yes ... - Andrew put in, - they still have morals here. Have you been here last season, Oksan?

- Of course it was, Andryukh! I’m talking about that, that year it wasn’t like that. It was not, for sure! The program was easier and not out of place. They'll kill all the girls in p. Pulse! According to the pulse look bl. d, continue or not continue. And what? My pulse rate is normal. Like, and you look at her! On her only blow and fall nah. th ..

- Fuck knows ... - Valera finally made the sound, - there they also have laboratory assistants, the doctors calculate the new program. Maybe they know better. We are who? Our business is to drive.

- Huediki, bl. d! - Oksana hissed in the hearts, - They are all like. th, hike! Salvage removed and invented x. Some kind of something, What was missing, I do not understand before? We went with whips, followed normally for the women, everything is as it should be. Did anyone know what can, say, Andryukh? And now. Moreover, some her in the ass inserted, so also e. Ut in full training, until they die, probably ..

- What to do, Ksyuh, - Andrew shook his head, - Okay, do not worry. Valery is also right: our business is to do as expected. Nowhere to go. What is your number, by the way?

“Seventeen,” the girl replied.

- And how is she?

- Yes, nothing like that, trying. The legs are long ... and indeed, with character.

- Well done. And you, Valer?

- Third. She tries too, but it is clear that nature has not given everything ... A little dumb. On it. By the way, traveling is better to do. The exterior is nothing like that ..

“Okay, guys,” Andrew realized, “I’ll go on changing my food and changing.” It ended, probably ..

- Come on ...

The vessel was really empty when Andrew returned to the stall. Having switched the phone to the second flask, he sat opposite and began to study the sleeping athlete leaning with his back against the wall in the corner of the stall. Her head sank back down, resting her chin on her chest, rising evenly with every breath. Hands stretched out on either side with palms up. Andrew drew attention to the fact that her whole body was in bites, most of which were heavily combed. He gently brushed the ants that had already managed to scramble up from her legs, fussing about the tanned skin of Nine. He leaned over her feet and straightened his trembling fingers, meticulously examining how carelessly they were trimmed.Shaking his head, he decided to bring her body in order as soon as possible.

Soon, the contents of the second vessel safely moved into the stomach of Nine and Andrei, removing the tube from its gag and waiting for the squishing sounds of the outgoing air to stop, corked both holes and carefully laid the athlete on the straw, and went to take empty empty flasks from under the dinner.

Towards evening, he returned to take her gym. Irina has already woken up and eliminated a little need over a stinking hole in the floor. Andrei hesitated in the doorway, hesitating to enter or better wait outside, but still forced himself to enter and waited, turning his back to her while listening to the measured murmur. Finally, he heard the sound of shifting plywood, which covered the hole and turned around, unfastened the woman from the chain. She straightened and slightly rejected her head, letting the young man attach a leash to her collar.

He took her first to the medblock, where the control module, gag and earplugs were removed from it, and then to the gym, where he handed the leash to the mustache guard waiting outside and dragged the Nine inside with an indifferent look. The insiders were not invited inside, but they themselves did not express a desire to be present during these “torture tortures,” as they themselves called the training of anal muscles. Most of them sat down in a large arbor in front of the hangar and prepared to wait for a quiet conversation. The rest retired to their rooms, intending to return to the end of the workout.

After a while, a friendly female screech came from the hangar.

- Began! - with annoyance said one of the jockeys.

- Tin, finally, why do they do it? - Oksana responded, lighting a thin cigarette and with a feeling of blowing up a stream of smoke.

- Here are freaks ... Is it really not disgusting to look at all this? - Older guy spat on the floor rest. - Poor girls. How do they generally tolerate it, poor fellows?

- But I know, for example, who would love to take their place! - mischievously exclaimed one of the jockeys.

- Who? - for the first time squealed the company.

- And I know who! - interjected Valera, winking at Andrew.

- Well, who? Speak, Valery, do not tomi!

- Danila, that's who!

The company laughed out loud.

- Yeah! For sure! Danya, why are you silent?

- Well, why not? - languidly exclaimed a fair-haired young man with a hairstyle uncharacteristic for a boy, - Oh, I imagine how interesting it would be!

- Okay, Danya, good, imagine ... We ourselves have already presented how you are pulling ass weights with an asshole! And believe me, this is not as pleasant as with Vasya ...

Again the laughter covered the arbor. With equal frequency, terrible squeals of female athletes continued to be heard from the hangar, using electric signals to perform unusual exercises with anal muscles.

Irina was returned to Andrei in a more or less tolerable condition, in any case, she stood quite firmly on her feet and walked behind him to the stable relatively cheerfully. Leaving her waiting, he brought her a bowl of hot dinner and a pack of kefir. Without waiting for her to finish eating, he put a chocolate bar next to her and, smiling, left. Irina grabbed the bar and brought it to a dim ray of moonlight, quickly recognized the familiar “Snickers” logo. Her eyes lit up and she, tucking it under the thigh, began to quickly finish the stew with boiled potatoes, after which, taking a sip of kefir, unwrapped the bar and stuffed more than half of it into her mouth. Covering her eyes, she moaned, recalling the almost forgotten taste of pastry delicacy. She almost did not move her jaws, allowing the chocolate mass to melt in her mouth and pour into her throat herself, stretching pleasure for as long as possible. Finally, she cracked the nuts and, after swallowing, she put the rest of the bar in her mouth. Without opening her eyes, she crawled up to the hole in the floor and, pushing the plywood back, sat above it and began to defecate, continuing to savor the delicious, crinkly chocolate-caramel mass in her mouth.

In the morning, Andrei came alone and took Irina to the medblock without an assistant, and then to the proving ground. Along with the rest of the jockeys, he unfastened the leash from his “horse”, having retracted her to the starting line.Less than a minute, as the athletes, screaming, ran, and the riders, shaking their heads, retired on their business.

Andrei moved a small package to the stable, and then went to breakfast. After a couple of hours, having washed Irina thoroughly, he returned her to the stall and fastened it to the chain. Then, getting ... Read more →

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