This story is completely fictional. It is about the relationship between me and multiple guys and mustang horses. 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 after this one 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. A few of the characters are minors, but they do not participate in any sex acts. 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 mustangs 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.
Mystery guy: to be revealed in later chapters.
Bazooka: The lead stallion of the ranch. (Something special happens in this chapter)
The herd: Tar Baby, Gizmo, Twinkie, Comet, Daisy, Phantom, Dancer, Gambit, and Thumper
THE DAY OF REBIRTH #7
I wake up on Bazookas belly and recall what happened yesterday. I was tied under Bazookas belly and my dick was whacked while jumping over logs, sometimes bare, sometimes with a metal cover over my dick and was severely whacked all day. I remember Master Rick saying that today was my last day and today was to be most painful and brutal and I spent the night here on Bazookas belly overnight.
I tell Bazooka lets go see what is in store for me. I get off Bazookas belly and he rolls over and I get on and he does a half rear that sends the force into my dick to make it tremble and we trot back to the old house. We get there and Master Wes comes out to greet us and spanks my dick a few times to get it to throb and we go inside.
We all have breakfast and Master Rick says today you will need to make the ultimate commitment and sacrifice. If you want it your name will die and you will be reborn into the boy that we want. Once started we will not stop until done and this involves extreme hard core bondage. Do you want to proceed? I answer yes.
The thong is taken off and my dick freed fully stretches and hardens up in a moment. I feel deer hide on my dick and am forced into a deer hide thong. My dick seems to enjoy the soft hide and softens enough to mold to the thong.
A hood is put on me cutting off light and sound and a gag is attached so I cannot speak. I am led outside and am put on Bazooka and Master Wes gets on behind and we ride double to the forest. On the way Master Wes tickles my nipples and my dick and abdominal muscles twitch with excitement and we seem not to go far when we stop. I sense another mustang with Master Rick come up. Master Rick says this is your last chance to say no, I nod yes.
We get off our mustangs and I smell burnt wood and I think a camping spot. Master Wes say's hands in front and pump your chest like working out, I do so while I am pushed back so I am against a tree. Master Rick say's stop and squeeze your nut sack with both hands as hard as possible. I do so and gasp as I feel a bird claw dig in above my right nipple. Then another claw digs in above my left nipple and I inhale to scream when I get spanked hard in the abs. Master Rick say's quiet and I feel a needle inserted into both claws but I absorb the pain but start to tremble slightly.
My thong is removed and my dick hardens solid in a moment. I feel rope being loosely around the needles, and my hands are tied to my side. It feels like the other end of the rope is tied to the other mustang. Breathe deeply I am told and I do so. Bazooka licks my nipples to make my chest tremble and I gasp inward as I am lifted off the ground a few feet and my body weight hangs on the claws and needles.
My dick is test bent and I tremble and brace for whatever is coming next. Both Master Rick and Master Wes spank me hard both front and back at the same time. My body starts to shake from the spanking and pain. I sense after a bit that my entire body is red from being spanked and I am gasping from the strain and pain when they stop.
My dick is solid and I am trembling hard from the punishment. I feel Bazooka licking me saying its okay and after a moment of deep breathing, I stop trembling. In a quick movement Bazooka bends my dick under me with his head. He lifts me so that my body weight shifts from the claws to my dick. I scream as loud as possible through the gag with my dick bearing my body weight. Bazooka lowers me so the claws take hold again.
Bazooka sucks my dick to calm the trembling but I do not cum. My dick hardens fully and Bazooka stops sucking me and bends my dick again and lifts me off the claws again while I scream through the gag and he repeats it several times before I am lowered to the ground. I do not even attempt to get up. I feel Bazooka walk up and suck my dick and I cum hard.
I feel the needles come off and I scream again as the claws are removed. I feel my chest being bandaged and wrapped and the thong put back on. I nearly pass out from the pain and throbbing when I am put back on Bazooka and Master Wes gets on behind me to hold me in place and we walk back to the old house.
I am taken inside the house laid on the floor and my bandage is checked. The thong is slid off and my dick hardens in a moment. I feel ropes tied to my legs and I am hoisted upside down. My legs are spread wide then massaged a little and yanked farther. I am spanked and flogged until my lower body is red again and trembling.
I am lowered back down and nearly lose consciousness and I feel being secured tightly by my arms and my legs spread out as far as they will go. A pair of ropes is untied and I feel the tip of the big butt plug I experienced a day or so ago. I pull myself up and the remaining ropes are removed.
Only my arms are holding me off the plug and they do for awhile. They begin to tire and gravity starts pulling me down on the plug. I realize the plug is dry but ready to receive me. My arms are shaking and give out and my body weight slams in the plug with force. I scream through the gag and my dick severely pressured, starts to throb and starts to cum as I loose consciousness.
I wake up and realize that most of the day is gone. The gag is removed and I seem to be secured so well that I cannot move. I tense my dick but there is no response, nor from my legs and arms. I remember with difficulty that I was hanged by the chest, crucified and rammed in the ass with a big plug. Those are the most barbaric forms of punishment one could endure but I do not think I am done with it yet.
I feel that my nut sack and dick is being saved for the last. I have a few ideas but will wait to see what is in store for me. I doze off relaxing thinking the test will come soon enough. While dozing, my mind wanders and I hear music in the background. I have heard the music before but could not recall where it came from. It is a nice melody that seems that has no end but like a loop.
I focus on the melody to make it louder and start humming along with it. I start to sense a presence within my mind that I have not felt before. My mind must be completely open to anything. I say in my mind hello there, and am stunned when a foreign male voice says welcome back boy. I ask who are you and the response was you know me all to well.
I ask how long have you been in my mind and the response was since you were born. I have been searching for you. I have been trying to reach you but we had many near misses. I saw you when you were growing up on a farm and dreaming of me. I saw you at a horse jumping show and called to you. Fate had it in store that we not meet until this particular time and space.
I can hear you but cannot see you. That is true as it is dark now and you are almost dead. But I am hear now and will protect you as much as I can so rest for now. What you have felt these past few days is nothing as to compare what is to come tomorrow and it will consume you if you are not ready to accept it. Rest now boy and dream of happy thoughts. The music seems to fade as I lose consciousness.
I feel myself getting rubbed and I slowly open my eyes and Master Rick says morning. I am lying on the couch shrink wrapped like a piece of meat. You had quite a day and you were very brave. Master Wes and I thought it best to shrink wrap you as you body took much punishment and did not want you to hurt yourself further so your body could start to heal.
Master Rick asks what you felt during the night. I said oddly I herd mountain music and a voice saying that I would have the hardest test to do. Master Rick says hmmm. I must think on that but for now I will release you from the wrap. I feel like a second skin is being removed and I get up slowly from the couch.
My bandages from my chest are removed and I walk to a mirror and I am amazed that I look beefier and leaner. I look at my dick and it seems to be longer and stronger even with the pounding it took over the past few days. Master Rick says after breakfast we will go into town and get your truck. It was fixed mid week but since you were having fun I decided to wait till now to get it. I say okay.
We have breakfast and ask where Master Wes is? Master Rick said that he went into town early to get supplies and will be back after breakfast. I change into my clothes and barely fit into the jeans and t-shirt. The tow truck has come to take me to the auto repair shop and I get the truck and return. I sense something on Master Rick's mind when I get back. Master Rick says go and get Bazooka and brush him down then come see me.
I find Bazooka in his stall and give him a brush down. I take off the t-shirt and jeans and he caresses my nipples and sucks lightly on my dick. I give him a hard hug and say to him that I fear what will happen today. Bazooka hugs back as if understanding what I had said.
I return back to the house and both Master Rick and Master Wes, just getting back with supplies, are waiting for me. He says time for you to leave. I say what? You must now return home and resume you job. I stand there completely stunned that I would actually leave. I ask what do I owe you and Master Rick says nothing. Your work and play have been a great joy to both Master Wes and me. Go and get your clothes and will meet you out at the truck.
I get my clothes and as I walk out I notice Bazooka and the other mustangs watching me from the pasture. I give Both Master Rick and Master Wes a big hug. I turn to look at Bazooka but his back is turned and nose on the ground apparently crying. I am crying too with grief as if loosing a friend. I start to pull out but stop at the entryway. I consider what I am leaving and cannot do it so I back in.
I say to Master Rick and Master Wes I cannot leave with tears in my eyes. I feel I am bound to Bazooka in a special way. I do not know how or when but it is true. I freely give everything I own to the both of you so I can stay here. Master Rick says there is only one that can give such a grant and that is Bazooka himself.
I call to Bazooka to ask to stay and he leaps over the fence and charges at me and stops nearly knocking me over and licks me in the face. Master Wes says that is a yes. I hug Bazooka in happiness. Master Rick says a good test. I say what test. Master Rick says the pain of leaving a friend is stronger than any test than anyone has ever devised. Put Bazooka back in the pasture and we will have lunch.
Rick says after lunch you will transfer title of your place and truck to Wes. You will call work and say that your parents were involved in an accident and that you need to move to care for them. I will have paperwork for you to become a permanent dependant to me. All finances will be turned over to Wes as you will no longer need them. You will keep your drivers license and I will pay for your insurance. We will move your stuff here and save what is important and donate all the rest to charity. Do you belong to any clubs? I answer yes and I will be a life member in one soon so no dues. The other two are not important but will require simple notification.
While lunch was being prepared I called work to tell them about my family situation and they agreed. They would send my final check by special courier tomorrow. I said okay and hung up. I tell Master Rick about the last check and said that I would need to sign for it and he said that I would need to return home so we can start the process of moving. Both Master Rick and Master Wes say we will help you sort and pack.
In the meantime we have an afternoon to further test you. Let us ask Bazooka as he may have something in mind. I take off my clothes and a thong is put on and my dick is wrapped around my waist. We go out to the barn and Bazooka is waiting for us sensing that he gets to pound on me some more.
Master Rick says close your eyes and I do. Master Rick says Bazooka what do you want to do this afternoon? I think of my nut sack and Bazookas foreleg lashes out and hits right on my nut sack. I gasp at the power and my balls scream and I bend forward a little in response to the blow. I say to Master Rick that my nut sack and dick cannot take blows like that without protection like a metal cup the martial artists use.
Master Wes says we have one your size to fit your big dick and I will get it. Bring Bazooka into the arena and we will get started. I do so and a special jack with a metal cup is there. My dick is bent and balls behind me and I straddle the cup. I look down and it is filled with something.
The cup makes contact with part of my dick and gasp as mineral ice encases most of my dick. The jack pushes the cup up and my balls and the rest of my dick slip into the cup. Hands make sure my nut sack is fully in and is tied super tight. I am lowered onto the ground and the cup shaken a bit to get the mineral ice all over what is inside the cup. Bazooka what do you think? Bazooka lashes out with a foreleg and I feel the power as the cup rings as it takes the majority of the force of the blow.
A hood is put on me and I am led to a solid spot and am laid down. My dick is throbbing when I feel Bazookas foreleg step on top of the cup. Then he puts all of his weight on the cup and my dick throbs in protest. He kicks it a few times in different parts of the cup and each blow rings as contact is made.
He stops and I get up and am led inside, my dick still on fire from the mineral ice. I am put in a chair low to the ground and my legs are pulled apart and secured. Oh no my mind says to me, he is going to nail me with his hind legs. I try to calm myself by breathing deeply and start to hear the music from the night before. The music gets louder and calms my mind.
I hear a knickers' as if asking a moment later I gasp as twenty hard blows are received by the cup. Wham, ring, wham, ring, wham, ring. I loose count as the cup starts to dent inwardly. The stinging is intense as the music fades away and I sense a pause and a final blow are received. I scream and am sobbing from the vicious blows when the hood is taken off and Bazooka starts to lick me in the nipples and face.
I am slowly released from the low chair and Master Wes unties the cup. I gasp as my dick swings out and throbs heavily and I gasp at the cup. It was almost even with the sides. I asked both Master Rick and Master Wes if either saw a cup bent in like that before and both said no. Master Rick led Bazooka back to his stall and Master Wes led me to the tub with oil and soaked for a bit before dinner.
I hear the music and called for the voice that I heard before. The music changed as if questioning and I ask who you are. The response was you have known me for some time, have you not figured it out? All you have to do is believe. Bazooka I call and a yes and I am flooded with memory from him, seeing the joy of first meeting me and having the joy of me on his back flying like the wind.
I am amazed, a fully telepathic mustang. I never knew of such a thing. I ask does anyone else know of you and Bazookas reply was both Master Rick and Master Wes suspected I was special but only you have wanted an unbreakable bond with a companion. I have been quietly reading your mind and part of you is in me and a part of me is in you since you drove in a week ago. I also read your emotions when you drove by many times on your way to the coast desiring me.
I ask Bazooka is there others like you here that are telepathic. Most are but a couple are not says Bazooka, most are quiet as if waiting for their riders to appear. I ask do you have offspring that are like you and the reply is several, a couple are here. The rest were sold in a BLM auction and are elsewhere living out their lives. Each mustang is looking for its rider, only then when the find the rider will the telepathy fully manifest if they have the ability.
I would like to share more later as Master Wes was coming for me. Can I tell both of them of your nature? As long as the promise not to reveal to anyone else without permission. I am hoisted out of the tub and dried. Master Wes asks how does your dick feel and I say strained but unsure.
I return back to the house and a thong is put on. I grimace a little as it is bent to fit and I sit down. Master Rick says your face looks happy and you body relaxed. Can you explain this as you should be tired and sore from such a pounding? I look at Master Rick and Master Wes and ask if they can keep a secret under the most brutal torture known. Master Rick and Master Wes extend their hands to me forming a triangle. I ask Bazooka, in my mind, good enough? And a positive note comes back.
What I am about to tell you only you will know and not tell anyone without my express permission. Both Master Rick and Master Wes say we have no secrets between us but we will accept your condition. What is the meaning of such an oath? I reply Bazooka is fully telepathic and both Master Rick and Master Wes gasp at such a revaluation. We had no idea both say.
I did not know myself until an hour ago but knew something special the way Bazooka greeted me when I showed up on the first day. Have either of you sensed soothing music but could not pinpoint where it came from? Yes but we thought it was from the trees and wind. The music was coming from Bazookas mind and he has been reading your thoughts from both of you since he came here.
I do not know if Bazooka wants to talk to nor do I know if he can in a group forum. Master Rick says the bond between the two of you is special and I would not want to be intertwined between the two of you. Master Wes says having another mind in a mind is not what I would like to do. I say okay and we finish dinner.
Master Rick asks do you want to play with us or with Bazooka tonight. I reply that I would like to play with Bazooka tonight and both of you tomorrow night as I might need to stay at my former place and start the moving process. Master Rick says fine. Go and have fun.
I go out to the barn and Bazooka is waiting for me. I open the door and he walks out and we go outside. He licks my nipples to make me twitch and gives a light but solid whack to my dick and my dick throbs in return. He kneels down and I get on and Bazooka does some half rears to jar my dick and we head into the forest. We do not go far as I think Bazooka is looking for something.
We stop at an old oak tree and I get off Bazooka. He says take off the thong and lean against the tree and I do so and my dick goes fully hard in a moment. I feel Bazooka start to suck my dick and it is very pleasurable. Bazooka asks what you would like to do tonight. I think and reply make my dick suffer more to make it harder and stronger.
Bazooka says a good idea and stops sucking me. Tense your dick and he stats hitting it like a punching bag with his mouth in several directions. Turn around and walk backward then lean forward, grab the tree trunk with your arms and spread your legs. I do so and I feel Bazookas head between my legs and catch my dick on the back of his head. In a smooth motion he bends my dick under me and lifts me off the ground and my dick supporting my bodyweight. My dick screams at me and I gasp at the pain.
Bazooka lowers me back down releasing my dick. I turn around and he sucks my dick massaging it. Again I ask, turning around and these times hold me in the air till I scream. I ask for a moment to focus and Bazooka pauses for a moment. I turn back and nod and Bazooka lifts me barely off the ground. My dick throbs hard them starts to scream but my mind says wait.
My body starts to shake with the power supporting my dick when I cam not bear the strain I say now and Bazooka jerks his head back like a catapult lifting me in the air a few feet and my dick snaps fully forward in mid air and I spread my legs wide and slam in to the back of Bazooka causing me to cum. I gasp at the pressure put on the base of my dick. My dick stops shaking after a few minutes. Bazooka says stand on me and climb on the lowest branch. I do so and Bazooka says jump and land on me. I jump and land squarely on his back causing my dick to cum again.
Bazooka says you have always wanted to do that since you saw it on a movie some time ago. Let's go back to the barn. Bazooka lowers me so I can get the thong and get back on and we return to the barn. We go into his stall and he asks me to lie down and starts to suck my dick causing it to convulse and twitch. He pushes his mouth and grabs my nut sack and dick with his tongue and lifts me off the ground. My dick throbs hard but does not scream at me as before. He returns me to the ground and lowers himself and rolls himself upside down. I lie on his chest as I have always done and I hear the sweet music and drift off to sleep.
If you would like to suggest a fetish with mustangs or something wild or crazy you would like me to include you are gladly encouraged to e-mailing me at: mdrx@juno.com