A NEW DAWN

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 3 ]

Alice just stopped in the kitchen long enough to grab a still hot muffin and headed down to the stables. Her mind attempting to bury the choice between what her senesces' told her was reality. And her body told her she absolutely had to have in order to continue existing.

Mary’s furtive attempts to ease her needs with inexperienced female/female coupling had only taken the knife-edge off Alice’s needs. And since she was no longer a virgin, Mike would be given every chance to attempt to cool her down.

Would her body betray her, by submitting to the agony of withdrawal, or just stop functioning when it became clear the antidote was not forthcoming?

But right now ever so properly moving, head held just so Alice was transforming into free form local country girl Mary.

Alice flipped the latch on the man door set in the panel of green wooden gates. The Castle style doors intern set in the high brick wall surrounding the Equestrian stables.

“You are almost half an hour late Mary from Terryberry” The tall young trainer chided her as she entered the bustling cobblestone yard.

“We pay you, expecting you to be here on time” he went on.

“As if you are, half the time” Mike cut in both physically and verbally, escorting “Mary” by the hand to Knight-Riders double sized mews.

“The Horse Master was here inspecting our setup last weekend” He found a few flaws, and ordered some minor changes. But had praise for the condition of Knight-Rider and his surroundings. He told “Mary”.

“It appears he is the prize competition jumping stallion belonging to that pampered American girl you had to travel to London with”. He went on.

“But I am forgetting, we heard you two were involved in some sort of car accident?” he inquired.

“Yes our taxi was broadsided by another at a roundabout” Alice lied to her only male friend. “We were both badly shaken up and our ribs bruised by the impact”

“Then I hope this kiss will make you feel better”, Mike said, grabbing “Mary” by her butt cheeks and pressing her close. His eyes flew wide as Alice’s tong slid into his. And failed to notice her left hand holding her right firmly behind her back.

“Was that an invitation or an invasion” he gasped out as “Mary” strode into the mews.

“Come by after I have washed Knight-Rider down to find out” “Mary” smiled back.

Knight-Rider was obviously pleased to have his rider back and complied with her every touch as he was prepared for a morning walk.

It was about ten thirty when “Mary” returned from walking him around the outside track. Some of the other temps, also walking hoses, inquired after her accident. And some of the girls talked about her relationship with Mike.

They told here that he was destined for head trainer one day. Because of his natural abilities with horse, not family connections. And marriage wise he would make a good catch some day. Alice only sighed, and told them truthfully that she wished it were only true.

Returning Alice stripped off her hat and jacket and began washing Knight-Rider down. Purposely soaking her white blouse in the warm soapy water.

Right on time Mike walked in to see how she was doing. And was presented with a very clear view of “Mary’s” firm young breasts displayed through her now transparent top.

“You are wearing nothing under that blouse” he blurted out.

“Never have had the need for a support bra with these two” Mary chided him. Turning towards him and providing him with a vastly improved view.

As he closed Mary could see indecision of were exactly to place his large strong hands, play across his face.

“Mary” decided for him by guiding them to were his eyes fixated.

“They were meant to be there,” Mary said telling him what he just had to hear. “And anywhere else on my body you care to place them” “Mary” went on.

As male had since the dawn of time, Mike was completely mesmerized when that what he almost had given up as unobtainable was freely presented. He followed as “Mary” backed up into the half stall beside the great black stallion. When he hesitated, she deftly unbuttoned her blouse and next the belt of her blue jeans.

“As Mike bent down to cares with his tong, the stiffening nipples of his prize. “Mary’s” hands rose over her n head to slip wrists into the leather straps she had earlier hung from a ceiling beam.

Mary provided encouragement with the appropriate sighs and soft moans, edging her champion on to claim his prize. She thrust her chest forward, rubbing her firm melons into his face and later thrust hips likewise as his hand slipped her blue jeans down.

As “Mary’s” booted foot stepped out of the blue jeans now around her ankles, Mike realized her hands were pinioned above her head.

“Just to show you I submit to you complete access” Mary” softly explained to his puzzled expression.

He took the bait and moved in on the offered prize.

“Mary’s firm young body was thoroughly explored by her starting from her pout lips down. Hands’ proceeding lips and tong following up, or sometimes doubling back for another round.

By the time his strong fingers slipped her soaking panties off one leg, “Mary” was almost ready to make a run for the finish line without him.

He was stripped off to just his pants and only because his hands had just been to busy exploring “Mary’s” to get back to his own body. She spread her legs wide right out to tip toes, beckoning him in.

Mike now stood to one side of his prize. Left hand caressing her firm but cheeks and right exploring her down covered sex lips. The ring finger probing deep while the forefinger and thumb rubbed her swollen clit.

“You are still a virgin?” he queried, “And here I thought your actions showed you were already a woman”

What?” exclaimed a puzzled “Mary”.

“No girl, it is not here and now, not like this. This is not the time and place to loose your virginity” He went on, undoing “Mary’s” bound wrists.

“That should take place in my bed upstairs” He gallantly explained as he put his work shirt and jacket back on.

“We will have a proper date this Saturday night after the ‘Blue Bloods” have had their Hounds and Hair’s” he told a dumfounded “Mary” as he strode away.

A completely frustrated “Mary” slowly reached for her underwear, but decided to try using another male to satisfy her needs.

She slipped over to the mews door and blotted both halves up tight. Then she slipped past the flanks of her great stallion.

“Well Knight-Rider, I hope you are up to getting me off” she said caressing his nose with her breasts. He did not let her down as his tong began searching out his old haunts on “Mary’s” body.

She perched her bum on the ledge of the stall in front of him, legs spread to either side. Knight-Rider remembered his previous explorations and tong was soon licking between his rider’s legs. “Mary” groaned and thrust her hips forward. She groaned out louder as his tong probed her sex. And shuddered as a wave of pleasure spread from his ministrations.

“That’s my boy” she sighed.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Someone was pounding on the mews door.

A quivering Alice jumped down from her perch and slid over to the locked door.

“Who Is It?’ she inquired.

“Some one just phoned to say your mother has been hurt in a car accident” a muffled voice replied.

“I will leave right away, I was just washing the horse down” she said, but no one replied.

A still unsatisfied “Mary” dressed as quickly as she could, stuffing her panties under the straw in Knight-Rider’s stall.

“Does he mean Mary’s or Alice’s mother?” But it must be Mary’s, as no one here knows I am Alice.

Unlocking the mews door, ”Mary” quickly walked across the empty yard. “It must be lunchtime,” she thought as she unbolted the man door set in the entrance door.

Alice skirted around the beat up Morris stopped in the road between the Equestrian and Manor areas. She then “Put it in high Gear” and sprinted for the manor gardens.

Just as Alice ran into the middle of a grassy area, two men dressed as field hands moved to block her passage. Alice panicked and dodged low as one tried to grab her. She rolled on the grass between them and jumping up was confronted by two more coming up between her and the mews.

Her body reflexes caused her to dock as shots rang out behind her. And screamed as she sprinted, head down, between the new pair as they drew guns and fired past her. Terrified she ran for her life back down the path towards the safety of the mews.

Glancing back as she bounced off a bush, Alice saw two of them almost right behind her. And then screamed again as her bodyguard stepped out from behind another bush and blazed away, gun in each hand as she ran by.

With adrenaline coursing through her veins she ran as fast as her legs could carry her, but felt her consciousness slipping away for some reason.

Then something in black literally picked her up and dumped her body into the front seat of that Morris van she had passed earlier.

As she slipped away, Alice looked up to see a female all in flat black driving. “Must be another bodyguard” was her last clear thought.