Beyond Charybdis by Bruce McLachlan

building, where Mina discovered there was a large patio, the flagstones strewn with chairs, lounges, tables and brightly patterned umbrellas. Slaves, naked except for collars and chastity belts, attended the Nobles enjoying this area, while other slaves provided comfort in the form of human footrests and tables.
    Mina was taken to the edge of the patio where a standpipe bore a coil of green hose. Oceanus handed his wife the reins and slid into a seat nearby, taking refuge in the shade and beckoning to one of the serving slaves. A tanned Hispanic girl carrying a serving tray promptly wandered over to him, her buxom form sauntering against her chastity belt.
    Tethys led Mina onto the grass and paid out her reins, taking the hose with her as she went to join her husband.
    â€˜Bring us the usual, slave,’ Oceanus smiled up at the girl as she straightened up from her respectful bow, ‘and some lunch.’ He subjected her to a flick of his whip to send her scampering back into the building.
    Tethys squeezed the pistol-like nozzle of the hose, and a spray of cool water streamed from it that splashed across Mina’s body, making her gasp with shock and tense against her bonds. The sensation was overwhelming, the cold water in such stark contrast to her hot flesh that she shuddered from head to toe beneath the chilling cascade. The leather corset became saturated as the water seeped beneath it, cleansing her smothered skin.
    Tethys ensured Mina was completely refreshed by the powerful stream, and then angled the hose so she could soothe her parched throat by gulping down mouthfuls of water before letting it wash across her flushed face. Then the dominatrix took great delight in playfully teasing Mina by shifting the waters aside to make her totter after them, trying to keep up with the cool flow so she could continue quenching her thirst.
    The serving slave returned and laid down a tray laden with sandwiches and two colourful cocktails adorned with extravagant plumage. Then rather than dismissing her, Oceanus gestured for her to kneel at his side so he might stroke her lovely figure while chatting idly with his wife.
    Tethys shut off the hose, leaving Mina standing in a puddle of water on the grass, her breathing deep and steady and her body shivering slightly as sunlight caught the water droplets covering her and began warming her up while also making her sparkle as if covered with gems.
    â€˜Come here, little pony,’ Tethys commanded, pulling at her reins as she tossed the hose back towards the standpipe.
    Mina obeyed at once, her hooves clapping onto the stone patio as she was led in close and then tugged down to her knees beside her mistress. Kneeling to attention, her blinkered eyes were facing the field behind the main building, a smooth expanse of grass stretching out to the trees.
    â€˜So, what’ll we do next to our little filly?’ Tethys asked her husband, running a hand over Mina’s shaven head and down her plume of moist hair.
    â€˜We should probably opt to run her for the rest of the day,’ he suggested, idly caressing the serving slave kneeling obediently beside him. ‘This fitness training will be good for her.’ He raised his drink, took a deep sip, and sighed contentedly as he leaned further back in his padded chair. ‘Ah, that’s the stuff. This island is unmatched anywhere. Poseidon certainly knows how to treat his guests.’
    â€˜Did I hear my name?’ a familiar voice enquired. Mina heard footsteps approaching from behind, but obedient to her beloved owners, she resisted the urge to turn around and look. Instead she remained still and tense, chewing softly on her bit.
    â€˜Poseidon!’ Tethys exclaimed with what sounded like genuine pleasure. ‘Please do join us. We were just commenting on your wonderful retreat here.’ She sipped her own drink contentedly.
    â€˜Thank you,’ Poseidon replied, ‘I believe I shall.’
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