“You sure?” some other man asked.
“Positive. Look at that hair. Oh yeah, I remember her.”
“Nice body,” the other man commented after a moment.
“I heard she's some kind of athlete,” the first man said. “Wouldn't be surprised. She ran a lot of guys into the ground trying to catch her.”
“Well, she's caught now,” the other man said. “Sounds like she enjoys bein' caught.”
Alexa heard both men laugh and then they moved away.
“That's who was making all that noise?” she heard a woman ask.
“Yep,” another woman answered. “Man, that must have been some really great sex.”
This time, Alexa heard them giggle excitedly before they too went away. She smiled. The sex had been pretty damned good, hadn't it? Now, if she could just get Mike to put her on her back, maybe tied down spread-eagled on a nice, comfortable bed...
She heard more people come over and stand just outside her stall to get a good look at her. She laid still and kept her eyes closed. She heard some of them make comments. One guy complained that her hair was way too short, only to have another man tell him to go look at some other female then. Most of what she heard were comments on her body, almost all of them complimentary from men, and some of them a bit catty – from women, of course. Eventually the novelty of it all seemed to fade away and she was left in peace.
“Alexa Marx?” It was a woman's voice.
Alexa opened her eyes and looked to see who had spoken. It was a proctor. She couldn't tell if it was the same one that Mike had talked with a little while ago or some other black-clad and black-shod woman. This one was average height and build, with light brown hair drawn back in the inevitable bun. She looked like she was somewhere around thirty, and had warm brown eyes.
“Yes?” Alexa said.
“Oh, I knew it was you,” the proctor said with a smile as she came into the stall. “I saw you when you first went through here heading east, and I've heard quite a lot about you since. I just wanted to see if you were awake. Are you all right?”
“Now that you mention it, I'm thirsty and kind of hungry,” Alexa replied.
“Your master will be bringing food to you soon. In the meantime, I'm sure we can find you some water. Oh, my name is Alice, by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Marx. Would you like me to free your hands?”
“You can do that?”
“Oh, yes. Your master told me I could if you asked.”
“Well, then, I'm asking,” Alexa said. “Please. These cuffs aren't uncomfortable at all, but I'd like to be able to stretch for a bit.” She sat up and presented her cuffed hands to Alice, who knelt down and opened the padlock that held the cuffs together.
“Ahhhhh!” Alexa sighed as she raised her arms up over her head and worked her shoulders. There weren't any kinks to work out, but they did feel a little bit stiff. “Thank you!”
“I'll go and get you some water now,” Alice said as she stood up and exited the stall. “You may move about inside the stall all you like, but you're not permitted to leave it.”
“I understand,” Alexa nodded. Even if she hadn't been told that she had no intention of leaving the stall. She was naked, and she didn't have any place to go anyway. Besides, if Mike was going to bring food to her the only sensible thing to do was wait here for him. She propped herself up in a back corner of the stall and settled down to wait. In a little while, Alice returned with a large but unmarked plastic bottle of cold water. She reentered the stall and handed it to Alexa, who accepted it eagerly.
“May we talk?” Alice asked. “Oh, and don't drink that too quickly.”
“Thanks,” Alexa smiled up at her. She already knew not to drink cold water too fast under these circumstances, but it was sweet of Alice to show such concern.
The proctor sat down facing Alexa. “Where are you going from here?” she asked.
“Probably back to Gordburg,” Alexa replied. “But I think Mike...my master...wants to walk me through every one of these little towns on the way back.” She grinned. “I kind of think he wants to show me off.”
Alice laughed. “I don't blame him,” she said.
They talked until Mike returned. It was small talk, for the most part, but it felt good to Alexa to be able to do just that. Just as Mike entered the barn, though, bringing Alexa her first meal of the day, Alice leaned closer and, with an impish grin, asked: “Was it truly really great sex?”
As he came into the stall, Mike seemed puzzled as to why the proctor and his captive female were laughing so hard.
They finally reached the first little town on the road shortly after noon on the second day of their hike, Alexa and Martina, naked, collared and cuffed, walking docilely along at the ends of their leashes behind their masters, Mike and Will. It had been an interesting, eventful and exciting two days for Alexa. She loved the attention she got at each hamlet, where people who had seen her pass through many days before came out to get a closer look at her now that she was a captured female and they could see so much more of her. Martina came in for her share of attention as well. Alexa didn't mind. Athletic blonde females over six feet tall weren't a common sight anywhere in Gordburg, and Martina was definitely worth looking at. Alexa still liked being looked at, especially when she wasn't able to do anything about it, but her focus now was on Mike. Every afternoon and every night along the trail, he had come to her and done things to her that had left her limp and gasping and wanting more, more, more! Attention from strangers was still a boost to her ego, but it was attention from Mike that she truly craved now. She was sure that Will had been giving him some tutelage, but equally sure that all Will had done was bring out Mike's natural dominant tendencies. Now they were back where her real adventure had started, and she wondered what her master might have in mind for her. He hadn't said anything about taking her back to Gordburg, but that had to be their next destination. She hoped that they would get there soon. There were more facilities, rooms and toys available in Gordburg proper than there were in any of these little towns, and given how creative Mike had become with the limited resources available in those towns, she was looking forward to what he might come up with once they got back to the big town.
That reminded her that her time left here was growing short. She wasn't quite sure how short, because there was a maddening lack of clocks and calendars outside of Gordburg. There weren't a whole lot of them in Gordburg, either. She'd done her best to try to keep track of time, but somewhere along the way she'd lost track. There had to be enough time for at least two days in Gordburg, didn't there? There had to!
Will and Mike led their females past the barn and over to the hamlet's lone saloon. There was an old hitching post in front of it, and they wrapped the free ends of their females' leashes around the weathered horizontal pole exactly as if they'd been tethering their horses. Will had been training Martina to respond to hand signals, and he must have given her one because she sank to her knees almost immediately. Will ruffled her hair affectionately before he went into the saloon. Martina smiled and watched him go with an expression that told Alexa that she was growing as attached to Will as Alexa herself was to Mike.
“Kneel, female,” Mike ordered, and Alexa realized that she'd been watching Will and Martina when she should have been paying attention to her master. She immediately knelt in the thick, soft sand of the street and watched as Mike followed after Will. There was a fair crowd in the saloon, and almost all of them were looking out at the tethered females, though none of them got up to come outside and take a better look. Mike and Will had passed out of Alexa's field of view, so she looked up and down the street. There were only a few people out and about, all of them men. They gave her and Martina no more than passing glances as they went about their business. She found that irritating. How could anyone, even in Gordburg, be so jaded as to not want to take a longer or a closer look at two such spectacular females out on public display?
There was no shade here in the street, but the sun felt pleasantly warm on Alexa's bare skin. She settled down to enjoy the feeling, leaning against one of the uprights, her eyes closed. Mike would come and get her when he was ready. She had her back to Martina, so she couldn't see how the blonde was taking this, but she didn't hear any movement, only a long sigh that could have come from either fatigue, exasperation or contentment. Alexa suspected that it was a contented sigh. From what she'd seen, Martina was smitten with Will and as eager as a puppy to please him. It was a side of Martina she'd never even suspected to exist. Now that she'd seen it, and Martina had seen how she was responding to Mike, she wondered how this might affect their relationship back in the ordinary world. They had never been friends. In fact, Martina had always been kind of a bitch to her, always trying to put her down and make her feel embarrassed or unwelcome whenever they'd crossed paths. Now they'd lived together as captive females in Gordburg, sleeping naked together, cuddling close for warmth, hearing and seeing each other submit to their masters. Would all that change anything back in the ordinary world? Or would Martina worry that Alexa might reveal some of her secrets and keep as far away from her as she could get?
Still leaning against the post, her eyes still closed, it was Alexa's turn to sigh. It wouldn't be easy for her to leave Gordburg when her time was up. Now that she had a master who kept her collared and satisfied, she wanted to stay, possibly forever. But that just wasn't possible. She'd have to go back to her home in the city and go back to her work to earn a living, saving up so that she could come back here again. She wondered if any females had offered to sell themselves into sexual slavery so that they could stay here the year round. Was such a thing even possible? Was there a building somewhere in Gordburg that housed such voluntary slaves? How would they be loaned out to the men who came looking for warm, willing and anonymous female flesh to play with and abuse?
Alexa suddenly wished that Mike would come back for her soon. She was getting very aroused by her growing fantasy, so much so that she thought that pretty soon she'd be moaning out loud right here in the street.
“Look who we have here!”
The voice was familiar, nearby, and frightening. Alexa's eyes flew open and she found herself looking up into the face of the eldest Anderson brother. She might be perfectly safe from him as someone else's collared female, but she shrank back from him all the same. She looked around quickly and saw the other two Andersons standing nearby, inspecting Martina as if they were sizing up a car they were thinking of purchasing.
“How have you been, Alexa?” Tom Anderson asked with a smile. “Lookin' good, I have to say.”
“They both look good,” one of Tom's brothers commented.
“Glad to hear you think so,” Will spoke up as he and Mike came out of the saloon. “They ain't exactly your types though, are they?”
“Hello, Mr. Longstreet!” Tom Anderson said as he held out his hand. “You're right about that, but I have to say these two amazons are almost enough to make me change my game, for a while at least.”
“They are that,” Will agreed as he shook hands with Tom. “I sure got no complaints. How about you, Mike?”
“No complaints at all,” Mike replied. “I didn't expect to run into you guys again. What brings you here?”
“Business,” Tom said with a shrug. “We've got something special we'll be takin' back to Gordburg tomorrow. Care to have a look? They're in the barn over there.”
“Might as well,” Will said as he began freeing Martina from the hitching post. “Up, female,” he said. Martina rose to her feet easily and gracefully.
“Up, female,” Alexa heard Mike order. She'd been so intent on keeping an eye on the Andersons that she hadn't noticed that he'd taken up her leash. She got to her feet without any difficulty, but nowhere near as elegantly as Martina had, she thought.
“What have you been up to with these females?” Tom asked. “This one looks so content that I get an urge to spank her,” he said as he indicated Martina. “But this one,” he pointed at Alexa. “This one is practically glowing. Makes me wonder why she made it so hard to catch her in the first place.”
“She had her reasons,” Mike answered. “Now she's got other reasons. So what's this special thing you wanted to show us?”
“Come on along,” Tom invited them. “You've got to see it to believe it.”
They went from the bright warmth into the cooler dimness of the barn, and once again Alexa smelled fresh hay. It was a scent she was forever going to associate with captivity, nudity and sexual submission now. She'd heard or read somewhere that the sense of smell was the most primitive of the senses, and wired into the brain more deeply than any of the others. She could really believe that now, because just walking into any of the barns in Gordburg and smelling that sweet scent was enough to make her nipples tingle and for her to feel herself growing a little bit moist.
The Andersons led them over to one of the stalls at the back of the barn. Tom stood outside the stall while his brothers entered with black braided leather leashes at the ready. A moment later, they led out the 'special thing' Tom had mentioned. He should have said 'special things', Alexa thought. Crawling docilely along at the ends of their leashes were two small and slender blondes, identical twins, from the look of them. They had creamy pale flawless skin, perky little pink nipples, already erect, big blue eyes and smooth, round asses. They both wore their hair in some kind of pixie cut. They appeared to be happily excited to be where they were, and they looked as cute as a basketful of kittens as they waited, side by side on all fours, for whatever came next. They looked awfully young to Alexa, maybe no more than nineteen, but that was probably because of their small stature and slender builds.
“Identical twins,” Tom said proudly as his brothers made the tiny blondes turn around so that Will and Mike could get a good, long look at all of their charms. Alexa noted that their pussies were completely hairless, smooth and pink and cute and tempting.