The girls become the game

Susie wiggled experimentally in her bondage, tugging at the straps that held her down. She rode a sort of black leather saddle, her legs spread wide and fixed firmly in place by loops of leather so she couldn't lift herself up, no matter how hard she tried. More straps held her arms in a comfortable but secure box-tie harness behind her back.

The tattooed women had frogmarched them to a closed carnival stall, the interior concealed behind red velvet curtains, and driven them inside. When she'd seen what waited for her, Bonnie had kicked her captor as hard as she could and tried to run, but the Eastern European woman had caught her before she'd gone ten yards. Then, fighting for all she was forth, she'd been **** down onto her saddle and locked in place.

Susie knew what a Sybian was, of course. She wasn't stupid. Although right now she didn't feel like a genius, either. She looked at the curtains, now all that lay between them, and the bustling streets of the carnival, and gulped.

"Can we talk about this?" she said.

"You break game. You become game. What is to talk?"

"But can't we at least have some clothes?"

"You have," said the first tattooed woman, "some clothes. You are lucky. Many girls like you, I have seen them. Have no clothes at all."

It was true. Underwear was technically some clothes. Though not much. Susie, in her black bra and white panties, squirming on the saddle with her tall slender body on display, her long pale legs splayed across the leather and her long dark pigtails dangling down her bare back, couldn't find it in her heart to be grateful. Bonnie, in her yellow panties and sky-blue bra, freckles cascading down the slopes of her surprisingly large breasts, was even less so.

"I'll get you for this," she shouted, discovering as she wriggled that the straps were totally unbreakable and the only person getting got for anything was her. "This is illegal! Let me go!"

The second tattooed woman shrugged. "You want be hot tamale. Now you are."

She tugged a rope, and the curtain slid open.