Forty four-horse chariots entered the Hippodrome at the ancient Olympics and it took them almost fifteen minutes to cover the twelve double laps. Two stone pillars on the racecourse marked the turning point where the chariots had to make a 180-degree turn (23 turns during the race). These turns were extremely dangerous and deadly. Chariots smashed against the pillars or into each other, drivers got catapulted into the air and were trampled by the horses of the following chariot. During one of these brutal Olympic races, only one (out for forty) managed to cross the finishing line. Now, there are no Femdom Games, so we have to use our imagination. The gorgeous Mistresses in their chariots, four well-trained pony-boys, gleaming with oil. Of course, it would not be as violent as it once was, not with these beautiful Goddesses in the driver seat. But it would be competitive though! The cracking of the whip, the exhausted slaves, the dust flying up to heaven. No mercy would be asked, no quarter would be given. We would run like the wind for the honour of our Mistress.