Somewhat Ok, but you both are getting fustrated.

The next few days more or less continue with a similar pattern of an early wake up and freezing cold shower, eating from a trough while Carla mocks you both, leaving you both to clean up your stable areas and start the furnace, and then onto a lesson, where she has you cleaning up the other areas of the barn, while she mocks and degrades you both, grabbing your bodies, and even masturbating you both, getting you really close to climaxing, before stopping and demanding you carry on with the current task. One particular incident had you both licking clean a spare pair of her boots, while she casually fingered you both, edging you both multiple times and then scolding you both when you got too distracted.

Very quickly the constant orgasmic denial was starting to get to both of you and Tanya and with Carla all but explicitly telling you that you'd both be punished if you relieve yourselves or each other, you hadn't yet gotten **** enough to risk it.

The next morning you wake up as the first shafts of light leak in through the top of the stable, and you begrudgingly get up to try and start the furnace. You stretch your aching muclses as you get out of the bed, and shiver slightly from the chilly air. You hear Tanya groan in displeasure as the sound of you moving the logs wakes her.

"Fuck sakes Ellie I was sleeping." Tanya snaps at you as you bite your tongue to snap back at her. Taking a deep breath as you continue to load the furnace and then making the percaious task of lighting that damn thing without burning yourself. "Sorry Ellie I didn't..." Tanya begins as she sits up in the bed as you stand up after the furnace begins to build.

"It's fine, we're both just fustrated." You say diplomatically, rather than holding it against Tanya, after all the only thing you both have is each other so its your only hope of getting through this without breaking down.

"Damn Carla, I swear to god if she gets me going without getting me off, I'm going to break." Tanya says with a sigh of fustration.

"I know, If I weren't so paranoid of her catching us, I'd of..." You begin to reply before the sound of someone clearing their throat from behind you sends a chill down your spine, as Tanya stares at you in horror.

"Oh don't let me interrupt you, tell your mistress, what would you be doing if you weren't so scared of me." Carla says in a calm and level tone, which leaves an uncomfortable silence only broken by the logs in the furnace being to crackle in the slowly building fire.

"I'm sorry mistress." You say weakly, as the silence became unbearable.

"Hmmmm and how about you? Got anything to tell your mistress?" Carla asks as she turns her steely gaze onto Tanya.

"Forgive me mistress, but we've been feeling frustrated after your magnificent touch, during your training sessions." Tanya says decided to go for broke and honestly and hoping for the best.

"Oh? Is that true, are you feeling the need for relief? Does my touch leave you pent up?" Carla asks grabbing your by the chin and forcing you to look into her eyes.

"Yes mistress?" You reply, your voices quavering slightly as you worry about the possible recourse of this conversation with your cruel mistress.

"Very interesting." Carla says aloud as she lets go of you and takes a step back cracking her riding crop in her hand. As you steal a glance over to Tanya as anxiety begins to build about what would happen next.