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Chapter 14 - Bath, bed and breakfast
This work also appears at http://www.ranch.demon.co.uk/
Lucinda, an attractive 26-year-old advertising executive, is bored
with her shallow job. Peter, a 39-year-old ex-football playing
network trouble-shooter from America, introduces her to the world
of pony-play. She seeks a hedonistic but trusting relationship
whereas he wishes to add her to his long list of trophies.
A Pony Tale chronicles her experiences and challenges during
this journey.
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Chapter 14
Bath, bed and breakfast
She awoke to find herself on the couch with her restraints removed and
Peter gently stroking her forehead.
'What happened?' she asked.
'You fainted my darling'
She rolled her head a little.
'That's never happened before.'
'It's the endorphins and sudden changes in blood flow, it makes unusual
demands on the body especially when you are bound like that.'
She smiled up at him,
'Whatever you say Master,' and added, 'Might the fucking have had
anything to do with it or was that a dream?'
He laughed and kissed her,
'No dream, I imagine you have the evidence to prove it too!'
Lucinda clamped her thighs together to withhold the precious fluid and
wrapped an arm around his neck. Pulling him down to her she parted her
lips and savoured his tongue exploring her mouth.
At last they broke.
'Thank you Peter, that was quite an experience' she purred.
'Thank you Lucinda, for me too. Now we should get you cleaned up.'
She grinned mischievously up at him.
'May I let go of this now?'
She held out the small red ball and he laughed and hugged her tight.
'I'll keep it as a memento of my first lesson. The first of many I
hope!'
'I'd be delighted to oblige. Now, if her ladyship is ready, her bath
awaits.'
Lucinda started to get to her feet and fell back again.
Peter slid his powerful arms under her and, lifting her up, carried her
to the bathroom. As they made their way, Lucinda snuggled up to his arm
and peeked up at him.
'I hope that smell is you and not me?' she asked.
'You mean the sweaty, shagged, female pony smell?'
'Hmm, well, if you put it like that...' she pouted.
He gently lowered her into the bath and added some more hot water.
'How come?' she asked.
'I ran it when you were, er, appreciating the pegs.'
'That was quite something, where did you learn all that stuff?'
He smiled and put his finger on her lips.
'Hush now, let me tidy up while you have a soak and I'll come back and
wash your back,'
'OK love' she murmured as she started to doze off.
Lucinda awoke again to the delightful sensation of having her breasts
massaged gently with moisturising soap. Peter worked his way down over
her belly to her bruised thighs and legs. Lucinda smiled at him dreamily
and watched as he carefully lifted her leg and placed it on his
shoulder, she slithered down to let his fingers explore and heal her
aching sex.
To her amazement and delight she found herself getting tremendously
aroused again and placed her other heel on the opposite side of the
bath. Peter slid his two middle fingers into the slickness of her vagina
and caressed her clitoris with his thumb. He leant over and massaged
more suds into her nipples and breasts.
'Oh my God love' she panted and, tensing briefly, slipped smoothly into
another orgasm.
After a few moments, she opened her eyes to him and murmured,
'Is there no end to your talents?'
He gazed down at her innocently,
'Me? I'm merely the guide you are the explorer. Tell me where you'd like
to go and I'll devise the best route.'
'OK, at the moment bed wouldn't be such a bad idea.'
She grinned lasciviously,
'I haven't eaten yet and have just the thing in mind!'
The following morning Lucinda's hunger for food overcame her desire to
stay sprawled in Peter's huge bed and she padded into the kitchen
wearing only a hand towel as a pareo. Peter was in a robe and sat
reading the Saturday paper. She had noticed when she glanced into the
sitting room en route that it had been tidied but still held many
delights for her. She was unconsciously rubbing her naked breasts as her
body remembered her first lesson.
'You look divine' Peter said taking in her naked breasts and the scrap
of cloth. 'I didn't pack a robe and this came to hand' she said as she
gave a catwalk turn.
The toast popped up.
'With Marmite I presume?' he asked.
She grinned as she sipped the orange juice he'd put out for her and
nodded,
'It's very good for you...' she started but Peter held up his hand.
'Enough!' he cried.
As she munched her breakfast Peter asked her how she felt. She commented
that she aware of a little tenderness but apart from that, felt
wonderful. She poured some coffee and put two more slices of bread into
the toaster. Peter raised an eyebrow.
'I'm hungry!' she explained. 'So, dearest Master, what's today's plan?'
'Well, the boots I mentioned last night. Then fitting your tack I
think.'
'Really? Am I really ready?'
'Certainly, you are a star pupil and...'
He paused.
'What?' she asked.
He reached and held her hand,
'There is something else I'd like to try, I was going to wait a week or
two, but I think you could handle it.'
She suspected what he was leading too as she had made her concerns about
anal penetration clear in the past.
'The tail you mean?'
Peter nodded,
'I won't pursue it I you are uncertain,' he hastily said.
Lucinda placed her hand over his and looked into his eyes,
'My love, I promised you last week at the Club. You have helped me
overcome a lot of old hang-ups and shed some considerable emotional
baggage. You showed me last night that something I'd previously regarded
as abusive and degrading could lead to such wonderful and enlightening
experiences. I trust you completely.'
She lowered her gaze.
'My body is totally yours Master, take it as you will and please let my
mind tag along and learn.'
He stood and, as he hugged her to him, Lucinda felt the strength beneath
his terry robe wrap around her and protect her from her own misgivings.
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