This story is completely fictional. It is about the relationship between me and multiple guys and mustangs. Many forms and fetishes of bondage will be used as well as severe punishment. Many twists, turns, and surprises are in store. This is a multi-chapter story and you might have to read the ones before it to fully understand what is happening. I do a recall in the first paragraph with the highlights of what went on in the previous chapter. A full list of names and characters is available, but the names of the characters in each chapter are mentioned before I begin that chapter. If your name is used it is coincidental and the characters were based on the personality of Masters, Sir's, boys, slaves, mustangs, girls, and women I have known. I Have full permission from these personalities in the before sentence to use them however I want. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason you should not read this story and should instead leave right away.
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If you would like to suggest a fetish with horses or something wild or crazy you would like me to include you are gladly encouraged to e-mailing me at: mdrx@juno.com
Character list:
Mike: A lean fit muscular guy in his forties.
Master Rick: A lean fit muscular owner of a ranch and mustang herd in his mid fifties.
Master Wes: Same as Master Rick but a bit younger, does ranch and real estate.
Shawn: A young adult part time rider and has a hard dick all the time.
Mystery guy: To be revealed soon.
Bazooka: The lead stallion of the ranch that is telepathic.
The herd: Tar Baby, Gizmo, Twinkie, Daisy, Phantom, Dancer, Gambit, and Thumper.
The next training day # 18
I wake up and hear Bazooka's voice in my head saying wake up boy, the sun is up and I am hungry. I realize I am still in the truck with a blanket over me. All I remember is getting tack for Bazooka, going to the tailor, and being played with in a steam bath.
I feel my dick and nipples and they are a bit tender but okay. I get out of the truck and feed the horses and stop at Bazooka. I reach down and reposition my dick and my balls get stung with three lashes from Bazooka. I hug him and head inside the house.
I greet Master Rick and Master Wes in the dining room and start breakfast. I ask how I did last night and Master Rick said really well. You were so tired after the steam room that you fell right away into deep sleep and we thought it best to leave you there. I ask what is up for today and Master Rick says some riding and jumping but that is for later. We first have to stop by the tailor's shop and test fit your new riding clothes.
We finish breakfast and head out to the tailor's shop. We say morning to him and head to the back. I try on the breeches and my dick slides into the hidden pocket and I am amazed that it feels like a second skin. Lower yourself and the pants stretch and show my muscles well but my dick stays hidden. The shirt fits comfortably on me as well as the coat.
Master Rick says put your regular clothes and we will wait for you up front I change and meet everyone up front. I say I like these a lot and we head home. We have lunch and Master Rick says put on your new pants, boots, a t-shirt and meet me in the barn. I put on the pants and meet Master Rick and he says Master Wes has gone to get the trailer.
Master Rick says go and saddle Bazooka with a jumping saddle and do a warm up of circles around the arena. I ask Bazooka ready for some fun and he says yes though a trip through the forest would be more fun. I agree but Master Rick wants us in the arena so let's humor him.
We enter the arena and warm up and there are assorted jumps about four feet in height and a crossover jump in the center. Master Rick walks in and says this is a standard set up for most shows. Most do four to six jumps depending on height. For today we will keep it simple and work on timing and how to take off and land.
We spend a few hours jumping and how to stride out and to do different gaits. We finish and Master Rick says we need to have a bit earlier dinner so we can get to bed. I hear Master Wes drive up with the truck. After dinner you will put the tack and a bale of hay in the trailer and whatever else Master Wes puts out.
I ask about Shawn and he says Shawn will be out later and he wants to go along and he would like to ride Daisy with a bareback pad. I say sounds like we are going to have a fun day tomorrow. We put the tack away and Shawn with his mom drive up. I go out to greet them and say hello. Shawn's mom says a horse show; I have not been to one in ages. Do you know where it will be at and I say just a moment. I walk to the house and ask Master Rick and he tells me and I relay back to her and say okay and drive off.
So Shawn and I head into the barn and into Bazooka's stall. Shawn says you look most impressive next to Bazooka and feels for my dick and finds it and says well hidden. I ask Shawn about how his dick is and he said it was sore for a couple of days. His dick is now stronger. Bazooka says may I and Shawn drops his pants and thong and a nice seven inch sold rod springs out.
Bazooka say looks better and thicker and says take off the pants fully and he does. Bazooka says tickle his nipples while I suck him. I do so and Shawn's body seems to twitch with the stimulation. Bazooka says enough, I sense Master Wes coming. I say must be dinner time. I ask Bazooka for no stinging of my nuts and he says okay and we head out.
We meet Master Wes on our way in and he says to change into a thong, put the clothes next to the washer and meet us at the dinner table. I change and my dick throbs as it is put into the thong and bent into position. We meet Master Rick and a moment later Master Wes. Master Wes starts dinner and I ask is there any pre-loading and Master Wes says no, but we will have to get up early.
Master Rick says since we do not want you sore we will do some hot tub play and both Shawn and I say yes Master. Master Rick continues that when we get there we will set up and groom both horses. Mike you will just have a halter for Bazooka and we will have a simple bridle for Daisy and a bareback pad.
We head for the tub and get in and Master Rick and Master Wes test bend our dicks and we squeeze each other nipples and our dicks throb as they are stimulated. I ask do you want us to cum and Master Rick says no, tell us when you are on the brink and they start stroking harder. It does not take long and Shawn says I am at the brink and is slowly releases.
Shawn buck's a little and said that was on a knife edge as his dick twitches. I say I can go on longer but I am close. Master Rick says okay and slowly stops. My dick is throbbing but does not cum. Master Rick says Time for you two to do us and we stroke, bend and cause their dicks to twitch and throb. After a few minutes Master Rick says slowly stop and I ask if they want to ram us and Master Rick says no. We have a big day tomorrow so it is bed time.
As we head in I ask if Shawn could rub me and me him and Master Rick say okay but not to cum. I say thank you Master and head inside. Shawn oils my back and asks after if we could suck each others dick. I get a good rub and do Shawn's back. We go to bed and lightly suck on each others dick's and Shawn falls asleep while I think on things that have happened today.
I lay there thinking and I hear the chime of Bazooka and I hear someone is coming up the driveway. I ask Bazooka what do you sense his intensions are and he says after a moment, unsure, I think this guy wants to know what has been going on. He has been keeping track of your progress from the day you started here.
I think back and say that is possible, I do recall being measured when started here but assumed it was for Master Ricks and your amusement. After thinking more I also mention that I have been drinking mysterious liquids. I do not think it is dangerous stuff but rater experimental.
I ask Bazooka what is he doing now and he says talking to Master Rick and Master Wes. They seem to be going over information about you. What you have been doing and what is yet to come. This guy has no intention of harm I can detect but does have a goal in mind and by the indication of Master Rick it is within a week.
I say to bazooka okay go ahead and sleep. This is not a concern at this time. I think the reason why I am being pumped with mysterious stuff so I have a beefy dick will be revealed soon enough.
I dose lightly and a few minutes later I hear the door quietly open and hear soft steps. They stop as if the guy is looking at me. A moment later satisfied that I am asleep; he quietly pulls the sheet exposing my semi hard dick and strokes it till it is hard. He measures my dick and I cum a minute later. I sense giving a good load and I hear glass as I sense being drained into a test tube.
I am cleaned and a moment later hear footsteps and the door close and I wonder what is in store for me next as I fully fall asleep.
If you would like to suggest a fetish with horses or something wild or crazy you would like me to include you are gladly encouraged to e-mailing me at: mdrx@juno.com