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Chapter 21 - Peter's reward
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.
*** WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! ***
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heterosexual, homosexual and group sex activities and covers
many aspects of submission and discipline.
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Chapter 21
Peter's reward
She pawed the ground and pulled towards the bench.
Peter smiled,
'What do you want Lady? Over here, is that it?'
She nodded twice and pawed the ground again then, nodding at the bench
and the spot in the centre of the two cameras, went behind the bench and
made futile attempts at pushing it with her hip.
Peter laughed,
'Wonderful! You're really getting the hang of this. You'd like me to lie
down on the floor and rest the workbench on me?'
He was being deliberately obtuse.
'No, I'd like to place your balls in there and tighten the vice, you
sod!' she thought.
Smiling, and giving her a playful pat on her rump that made her squeal
in pain, he relented and dragged the bench to the centre as requested
then stood besides it.
'Now what?'
Lucinda slowly trotted around Peter with an exaggerated wiggle of her
hips and playfully butted him on the loins each time she passed. After
two laps she backed into him and rubbed her rear on his ever-hardening
bulge then, skipping off, made another lap and repeated the manoeuvre.
After two more laps she felt him press his erection onto her covered
vulva and she made a step towards the bench, trying to look back at him
over her shoulder.
'I must try and hide these damned blinkers,' she thought as she angled
her head in jerks like a magpie looking for insects.
Thankfully, he sauntered up behind her and cupped her breasts in his
hands then gently stroked the swollen aureolae just below the clamps.
This had the effect of making her limbs go weak and she flopped back
onto him whereupon he started to nibble her neck and shoulders. He slid
his right hand down over her narrow waist to her naked belly and gently
stroked and patted her pubis and its tight leather parting. This was
transmitted directly to her clitoris with immediate results.
She moaned and pulled away then flopped onto the padded top of the
bench. Recent memories of her beating flashed through her mind and she
felt her buttocks and thighs start to burn again. Riding on the
sensation, she sinuously ground her hips onto the end of the bench and
raised her tail as far as she could. A quick glance at the screen showed
her divided cheeks and lips revealed with every swing. She maintained
the rhythm, increasing the amplitude of her oscillations. Interestingly
the camera also picked up the glistening wetness around the base of the
dildo.
'If Peter was a stallion, he'd have his nose up there by now,' she
pondered.
Peter had not missed the hint but appeared to have something else in
mind to put into her. She saw him staring, entranced, at her swaying
tail and unzip his trousers before stepping out of them and his
underpants in one move. Side on, he looked divine.
They often joked that his prick was the length of the difference in
their heights and life's challenge was to give her this difference as
many times as possible. To this end, six foot five inches of solid man
with seven inches of solid manhood pointed in her direction like a
cruise missile on its final approach.
Instead of embedding and detonating though, he squatted and kissed the
wheals on her buttocks, his tongue moving to the tops of her thighs and
the growing sheen of moisture. She moaned again and parted her thighs to
encourage further exploration. The infuriating centre strap prevented
further access and she shuffled her feet in frustration.
Peter slid a hand under her belly and she raised herself slightly to
allow him to unfasten it whereupon he tugged it down and unhooked the
end on the ring at her perineum. The big, wobbly dildo started to slide
from her and she made no attempt to stop it. Peter caught it just before
it hit the floor.
She watched him rub the juices over his glans and put the now cuckolded
phallus to his nose.
'Mmmm' he commented, 'this filly's in heat.'
'Heat?' she thought, 'Heat? You're staring Vesuvius in the eye and you
call it simply heat!'
He threw the sopping dildo over to the table and positioned himself by
her gasping vulva. Taking the reins in both hands, he took up the slack
until Lucinda's nipples started to throb. She arched her back to free
her breasts and he took up the extra slack that caused the amazing
sensations her breasts to radiate down her torso.
'Does this filly want servicing?' he enquired giving the reins a tug and
easing the tip of his penis between her desperate lips.
'Oh God, and some!' she silently screamed and gave a feeble whimper.
'Yee ha!' he cried and, one hand holding the reins rodeo style, drove
into her until she felt his balls bang against the top of her labia.
'Not bad for an Ivy League guy from Westborough, MA,' she thought and
smiled to herself, 'God Bless America and my beloved Master.'
Later, when she recalled the morning, she concluded that she must have
been in a continuous state of near climax since her beating. He simply
reached down and barely touched her clitoris before she shuddered into
spasm after spasm with her squeals of delight barely muffled by the bit.
Thankfully sparing her over engorged clit and tortured nipples, he
gripped the waistband of her harness and fucked her like a steam hammer
until he also screamed at his zenith and she felt him pulsate inside
her.
He flopped down on top of her, panting.
Eventually, without withdrawing, he pushed himself up on his arms and
said breathlessly,
'Lucky Lady, you sure are some ride!'
She just smiled at her clone on the screen who, fully serviced and
utterly content, smiled back.
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