The Cuntlympic Slave Games

The two female slaves were in a race of control. Who would be the first to begin her descent into the ocean of pleasure that was her orgasm and who would go home a champion. Suddenly the toned Russian girl's body seized up as the orgasm began to flow through her body. Seconds later her cries of pleasure were echoed by the raven haired American next to her as both cunts rode wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure.

"Do you believe in miracles?" Phil asked excitedly into his microphone. "Yes! The American cunt has won! The American cunt has won!"

"We can feel the passion and emotion of the scene down there Phil," Bob announced.

The visual of the American girls hugging, rubbing their naked bodies against each other and trading long, deep saliva covered tongue kisses while they bounced up and down with glee played out behind Phil as a tear of joy crept from the corner of his eye and rolled down his cheek. "This is an amazing victory Bob, you are witnessing history here and for one incredible moment we are all sharing this miracle."

"Words can't describe what a momentous occasion this has been Phil, thank you for bringing it to us," Bob said as he shuffled some papers on the desk in front of him and turned to the gorgeous blonde girl at his side. "What do you think about the spectacular finish to that event that we just witnessed Bambi?"

Bambi bit her fat lower lip and thought intensely before saying "I want to lick pussy."

"Even our own resident bimbo here has found herself inspired by these incredible competitors today just as all cunts should. I'm told we have Slave Milky Tits in the judging pavilion where the finals of the milk and pussy juice competitions are underway. Milky Tits, thank you for joining us today and more importantly, special thanks to your Master for allowing you to be here."

My udders were hanging out and on display; the metal screw on caps that covered my sensitive nipples glimmered in the light and kept my milk from pouring out of my little pink nubs in steady streams. I teetered on my shiny patent leather thigh high ballet boots that squished my toes painfully as the entirety of my small frame was perched upon the ends of my delicate appendages. I bore the pain with a bright white smile however, because it's what my owner desired and of course I existed only to please and serve my Master with all of my being.

"Thank you for having me Sir and indeed my Master who owns me completely is generous to allow an inferior fuck toy like me to help out during these Cuntlympic games," I replied into my microphone as my skin became flush from the humiliating words that escaped my lips that were painted in a shade of bright red that practically advertised my status as an owned whore in heat.

"You are as beautiful as when we saw you last on the morning show Empire Today with Matt Lewder and of course we all remember that before that you were still called Kristin when you were a losing contestant on Kneel or No Kneel," Bob described as I held my hand over my earpiece to hear him better.

"I wouldn't say that I lost Kneel or No Kneel Sir, in fact I think I won. I wouldn't have become the beautiful little bimbo fuck toy named Milky Tits otherwise, and I do love being Milky Tits," I replied as I subconsciously jiggled my milk filled udders for the viewers. I felt shame inside me every time I said my name and degraded myself, but my conditioning made me desire to please my superiors by showing how inferior I was. It was something I couldn't fight no matter how hard I tried. Rather the instinct to degrade myself and act as the sexual object I had become was ingrained in me and whatever remained of the girl named Kristin was locked away in the far reaches of my mind.

"Well put Milky Tits, I think we can all agree that you are a top shelf piece of fuck meat, even if you are a half breed, " Bob stated. "You are definitely the perfect person to tell us about the competition that's taking place behind you in the pavilion."

"That's right Sir, there are two contests going on. The first just ended about twenty minutes ago and that was the pussy juice judging contest in which the juices of the fucktoys are collected and then judged based on texture, slickness and of course, flavor."

"I've heard that you have some of the most delicious pussy juices ever produced. Why weren't you in that competition, Milky Tits?" Howard asked.

"Of course it would have been an honor to represent my Master in both the pussy juice and milk contests, but as an owned cunt I have to do what my Master commands and participating wasn't something he desired for me to do," I answered.

"Maybe he's just greedy and is saving all of those yummy fluids you produce for his exclusive enjoyment," Howard retorted.

"Careful there Howard," Bob cautioned. "You're talking about the head of our network when you're talking about her owner; the guy who signs our paychecks."

"Your point is well taken Bob," Howard relented. "So Milky Tits, what can you tell us about that pussy juice competition?"

"It was a close one Sir but ultimately the cunt from Thailand ended up taking the prize for most flavorful pussy juice while the cunt from Brazil won out in the slickness category."

"I've always said those little brown fucking machines make the best girl cum, this is just confirmation that I was always right," Howard interjected.

"Sirs, they're about to start the milk judging," I said as I motioned behind me to a row of eight girls who like me, had metal screw caps on their lengthened pink nipples which were cored to ensure that the sweet white fluid escaped their sensitive nubs in steady streams. One by one the judges made their way down the row, unscrewing each girl's nipples and letting the milk flow out. They tested the consistency, flavor and texture of each female's delicious tit juice. The milk filled cunts represented a variety of breeds ranging from the dark skinned African cunt to the pale skinned Norwegian beauty and even the Asian slant eyed breed.

"I've always thought that the European Caucasian breed of cunt had the best milk, what's your thought Bob?" Howard asked.

"Well Howard, the European breeds definitely produce a high quality milk, but I have to be honest that the Yellow Skinned Slant Eyed breeds do very well in this category as do the Latin breeds," Bob responded. "Unlike some of the clearer cut competitions, this one is very subjective and what constitutes a better milk product really depends on the judges. While we're waiting on a result, why don't you entice us with that hot little half breed body of yours Milky Tits?"

"Of course Sir, it would be my honor to entertain you and all of the Sirs at home who are superior in every way to this worthless bitch in heat," I replied with shame as I began to jiggle my udders while spreading my legs, showing off the shiny silver rings that pierced the moist pink flesh of my dripping wet fuck hole. My hand slid between my legs and I began to pull on the large steel ring that dangled from my elongated clit, my arousal growing as my pussy juice began to drip copiously from my crimson nether lips. I let out a little moan as my slick fingers slipped deep inside my wet little hole and I began to degrade myself as I had been conditioned.

"I'm such a good little whore in heat. I love having things inside my cumslut body. I'm just a worthless trio of fuck holes, oh god yes...yes!" I screamed as my fingers thrust in and out of my cock sleeve faster and faster. Sweat was beginning to form on my forehead with large beads dripping down the soft skin of my face. My pale blue eyes rolled back in my head and I became enveloped in a state of ecstasy, right on the edge of an incredible intense orgasm but not going over for I knew the punishments that would befall me if I were to steal an orgasm from my beloved Master, especially on national television.

"Whoa! Easy there fuckslut. You know better than to cum without permission from your Master," Bob cautioned me as I slid my glistening wet fingers out of my cock socket and squeezed my udders hard until they began to turn purple.

"Yes Sir, thank you for making sure that Milky Tits stays obedient Sir," I said breathlessly.

"Your tits are almost the same color as the cunts who participated in the tit hang earlier today in which they were dangling off the ground only by their chest meat. That's one competition in which the Caucasian animals with larger tits had a definite advantage over the slant eyed yellow breeds," Bob continued.

I looked behind me to see that the judging had concluded and the outcome was about to be announced. As I motioned for the camera operator to move in closer, the gray haired judge from Canada spoke for the group and stood at the podium to communicate the results.

"We have tested the milk from these cunts and evaluated it based on a variety of factors. We have concluded with unanimous results that the second place goes to the cunt from Mexico."

A small framed Latina girl jiggled her large milk filled udders with joy as her handler gently gave her a rewarding rub between her legs. The judge approached the human cow and hung the silver medal from the large gold ring that dangled from the elated girl's septum to just below her plump upper lip.

The refined looking judge of the event resumed his place in front of the microphone and continued to reveal the results of the contest. "And the best milk from our participating female beasts today comes from Sweden. Congratulations to the Swedish cunt, your Master must be very proud to own such a spectacular animal."

I saw a big grin form on the fleshy crimson lips of the blonde whose only purpose in life was to produce milk for the pleasure of her superiors before I turned back to the camera and flashed a smile of my perfect white teeth. "There you have it Sirs; the Swedish cunt's milk has been deemed the finest and she has won the gold medal in this competition, no doubt bringing honor and glory to her owner and raising her value as well I'm sure."

"I'm sure it still pales in comparison to yours, Milky Tits," Bob responded. "One of these days you're going to have to let me have a nice big sip off your udders."

"I'd be honored Sir," I replied in the most respectful and submissive manner I could. "As Sir is aware, who gets to enjoy my milk, pussy juice and saliva is up to my Master since he owns all of me and of course whatever fluids the body he owns produces."

"Of course Milky Tits and thank you again for your amazing first hand reporting. Let's take it back to the studio for a moment. What an amazing competition that was, what were your thoughts on it, Bambi?"

The platinum blonde licked her thick pornographic lips with her soft pink tongue and responded "I like to drink cock milk."

Bob smiled at his co-host and nodded his head. "Of course you do Bambi, all good cunts like cock milk."

"You know Bob, I don't know what they're feeding those Swedish cunts but this marks the third Cuntlympics in a row in which they took the top prize in the milk competition," Howard stated.

"Very true Howard. You know some classes of cunt just have better attributes for certain things than others, but they all have areas they excel in. For example, the Caucasian breeds tend to outperform as ponygirls when compared to the Asian species, don't you think so Howard?" Bob asked.

"I absolutely agree that while these cunts can achieve amazing things with the proper training, there are certain advantages that each breed possesses. As for your ponygirl example, what a great segue into our final event of the day Bob, the two thousand meter ponygirl cart race is about to start and I for one am a huge fan of these gorgeous creatures," Howard answered.

"That's right Howard, so let's go down to the track where our own Dick Buttkiss is standing by. Dick, you look like you're in heaven surrounded by all of those beautiful ponygirls."

A stocky muscular man with wavy brown hair adjusted his tan sport jacket, looked into the camera and raised a microphone to his lips. "I am indeed Bob, I am indeed," he said as he approached a beautiful creamy skinned redhead ponygirl and her trainer. Copious amounts of saliva trickled past the thick black rubber bit gag that her white teeth chomped on and splashed down to her pierced tits in long clear streams. The trainer pulled on the poor girl's reins to bring her closer to the reporter and she obeyed instantly, her heavy steel hoof boots clopping loudly on the ground with each precarious step.

Dick turned to the trainer and said "this is a stunning animal you have here, she looks like a perfect ponygirl and she seems eager to race today."

"Thank you for your compliments and she is indeed ready to win this thing today," the trainer replied. "We've been working very hard with her and she's got strong muscular legs and reasonably sized udders on this lean frame of hers, so I think she's got a real shot at a win."

"As do I," Dick replied. "Obviously she has the usual equipment that one would expect from a ponygirl such as the tail plug that stretches her anus, the leather body harness and arm-binder, hoof boots and of course the bit in her mouth and the bridle locked on her head, but what other types of equipment are you using on her that you can tell us about?"

"She has a standard issue metal dildo buried inside her fuck hole that emits a shock to help keep her focused and going at top speed. You'll also notice that as with all of the ponygirls out here today, she has bells on her septum, clit and nipple rings and we also run guiding reins to those attachment points as well. Finally this little redheaded beauty, her name is Fire Fucks, has had her udders bound."

Fire Fucks stomped her hoof boot on the ground once and jiggled her chest which had been secured with unyielding metal bands that squeezed them tight until the pale white skin of her tit meat radiated a dark shade of purple.

"Can you tell our viewers at home what purpose binding her tits like that serves?" Dick inquired.

"Of course," the trainer said as he gave her distended left tit a light slap from the underside causing it to bounce slightly. "As you can see, when her tits are bound there's not as much jiggle or displacement which improves both her balance and speed. Microseconds can separate a winner from a loser so I use every advantage I can unearth, though at this point you'll find that all of the ponygirls competing today have had their tits severely bound like this."

As ponygirls of all breeds and races lined up at the starting blocks and were secured to lightweight racing carts, it was evident that indeed all of them had their tits very tightly bound and in every case their udders were turning dark shades of red and purple confirming both the constriction of the bondage they endured and the pain and heightened sensitivity they must have been feeling.

"You have a fine female animal here and of course we all wish you and Fire Fucks the best of luck," Dick said with a smile as he extended a handshake to the trainer.

"Thank you and if you'll excuse me, I need to get my cunt here all strapped in." The trainer tugged hard on the girl's reins and walked her toward the starting line. The beautiful mare raised her toned white legs to ninety degree angles with each step before lowering her hoof boots to the ground with a loud clopping sound that also forced her bells to ring out proudly as she swayed her attractive hips and bare firm ass with every stride.

Howard's voice chimed in as the last of the ponygirls took their starting positions. "I'll tell you Dick, when I retire I would love to have a farm with a few of these beautiful pony cunts. What a thrill it must be to train them to such perfection. They truly are gorgeous creatures."

"That they are Howard," Dick replied. "Personally I'm hoping that the ponygirl ride sharing services that we've seen popping up in so many major cities will finally make their way to us. That's one traffic jam I wouldn't mind being in."

Suddenly the sound of a loud horn reverberated through the air. "That was the warning horn which means our pony race is about to begin," Dick said as he motioned toward the track where the last of the trainers were taking their places in the single seat aluminum carts that were affixed to each girl's corset harness.

A second horn sounded signaling the start of the race and the trainers cracked their whips in the air. The ponygirls dug their hoof boots into the dirt track and started moving forward. Faster and faster they went until they were in a full run. Despite their speed they kept their legs moving up to their hips and down again in perfect form, moving in unison almost as if the eight ponygirls competing were one unified creature.

An African breed took the early lead, her dark skin beginning to glimmer with a thin sheen of sweat as she took long confident strides with her muscular legs. Cumpany Whore, the blonde American in a rigid blue harness that squeezed her athletic body tightly came up on the outside. Her large bound purple tits bounced gently against her heaving chest as she took deep breaths through her nose and the metal bit that was locked between her teeth.

Behind the leaders were Fire Fucks, the redheaded ponygirl who pushed forward on her lean legs as the saliva sprayed from her locked mouth with each step and Cuntaroo, the mixed breed from Australia with a long dark ponytail that matched the tail that hung gracefully from the anal plug buried deep inside her tight little rectum. As they rounded the first turn the African's muscles began to weaken and she started falling behind. Fire Fucks made her move and quickly passed the dark beauty, running side by side with Cumpany Whore. The African fell back into the middle of the pack as Cuntaroo came around from the side to outflank the blonde ponygirl.

Fire Fucks and Cuntaroo moved closer together, squeezing out Cumpany Whore who fell behind. Around the second turn it was Cuntaroo and Fire Fucks side by side. The thundering sound of their heavy steel hoof boots rising and falling in perfect rhythm was only matched by the heavy breaths each took. Their trainers cracked their whips in the air and pressed the buttons to send a series of shocks through the metal dildos that were buried deep inside each ponygirl's dripping wet fuck hole.

The bells that dangled from the sensitive flesh of the gorgeous animals rang out proudly as they clopped on the dirt track rounding the third turn. Still neck and neck as the other ponygirls fell further behind. Their toned and muscular bodies were coated in a combination of salty sweat and sticky sweet saliva as each girl pushed herself to greatness. The plugs and dildos inside them shifted uncomfortably with each step, reminding them that they were inferior animals to be used and enjoyed by their superior owners and trainers.

Into the final stretch Cuntaroo pulled ahead, then Fire Fucks and once again Cuntaroo. The pale skin of Fire Fucks' bound body contrasted with the tanned look of Cuntaroo as they ran side by side. Their slender legs burned as their teeth gnawed hard on their bits, but still they kept going at top speed until they crossed the finish line simultaneously.

"Wow!" Dick exclaimed enthusiastically. "That had to have been one of the best ponygirl races we've seen out here in a long time. What an ending to an incredible contest!"

"It was indeed Dick," Bob's voice agreed as Dick strode toward the finish line where the last of the ponygirls were finishing their races. "So who won?"

"As you know Bob, that was a close one so it's going to be a photo finish for sure. The judges are reviewing the tape right now and we should have an answer any second."

The public address system suddenly came on with a loud squawk and a male voice began to speak. "In the two thousand meter pony cart race we have determined a winner. The second place and silver medal winning ponygirl is the pure breed Fire Fucks which means that the mixed breed set of holes and udders called Cuntaroo has won the race by a tongue length."