The time needed by Master to enjoy his coffee was not long enough to let her recover completely. Luckily enough she was in great condition, the training sessions by Master had taken care of that.

Soon she was on the road again, pulling the sulky over the forest path with all might she could find in her body. Of course she did this with care to avoid big pits and bumps in the path, Master was behind her on the sulky and it was unimaginable to let him fall off.

Master pulled the leads to let her slow down. A good choice because in her present state of mind she could easily walk on till ‘tank empty’. This would cause some problems, not only for the way back home but also for the plans he had in store for her.

After some time they arrived at an open spot in the woods, a meadow almost, covered with fresh green grass that was watered by the nearby small forest lake.

Master opened the small locker under the seat of the sulky and took a heavy hammer and two stakes that he hammered in the ground, on some distance from each other. To these he connected her ankles so she had to stand straight up with wide-spread legs.

Master took some other parts from the locker. One pin was driven in the ground between her legs. The other parts, after having been connected to that one, could be adjusted to let the uppermost part, crowned with a shining dildo, disappear into her vagina. She had heard about such a device; a ‘one bar prison’ or ‘Excalibur’ it was called.

Master closed her blinders before her eyes. Now there was noting she could see anymore, just deep darkness. “Are you mine?” his dark voice caressed her ear. She nodded. “Will you do anything I ask from you?” She nodded again. “Then wait and do what you are told.” His hand caressed her cheek. She knew Master was training her patience, normally she had almost none and Master had told her recently there was to be a lot of training on that issue.

Soon she was left alone. Remarkable how much noise there was in such a silent forest. A bee passed by her ear and some mosquitos preformed their air dance near her head. Some distance away there was the noise of an animal of some kind in the bushes. The fresh air, her exertions, the feel of nature lulled her, relaxed her wonderfully. She closed her eyes.

Suddenly she was shaken alert. “What?!? Damn, the dildo appeared to be a vibrator! Just a vibrator? No the damned thing gave her some electric shocks also.” Staked out as she was, she curled up like an eel in birth labour.

“Stand still!!!” The voice (who’s voice?) cut like a knife trough the summer air. The type of voice she had to obey. Hands tested her sweating body, as far as the heavy harness allowed, touching all of her muscles to see if there was enough strength in them.

During this ‘cattle check’ the vibrator was merrily humming its silent song and shocking away. And yet this fact seemed to be ignored by everybody, except her.

“I do want to do a test drive with her.”

She reacted, shocked, in a panic. “A test drive? Was she to be traded like a second hand car? Was Master tired of her already?”