Chapter Eight
Riding Class
“Now girls,” Casco said with a wide grin as he studied the three naked young women artfully arrayed in front of him wearing three items of apparel and nothing else: Knee-high riding boots without spurs, black, crotchless panties that he insisted they select from a wide selection he offered them, and a snug-fitting upper body harness that began with a wide leather collar and spread out over their shoulders, under their arms and had wide straps above and below their breasts. Several D rings were sewn into the harness and the entire thing was locked with brass padlocks at three joints. They were on their knees with hands bound behind them. They were not gagged, but knelt quietly, watching Casco.
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