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This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If 
you're not both of those, don't read it.  Characters in a FANTASY don't 
get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't 
use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't 
live in a FANTASY so be safe.  The fictional characters in my stories 
are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what 
they do - someone could get hurt.

If you think you know somebody who resembles any of the characters here, 
congratulations, but you're wrong - any similarity between the 
characters in this story and any real person is purely coincidental, 
since all of these characters are figments of my dirty little imagination.

This is my story, not yours. Don't sell it or put it on a pay site. You 
can keep it and/or give it away with all of this information intact, but 
if you make money off of it without my permission, you're breaking the 
law and pissing me off.

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A House in the Woods - Molly Rewarded (MF, toys, fist, best, caution)
(C)Copyright 2004 - Shakes Peer2B
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(See 'House in the Woods: Molly - the First Time' for details on Molly 
Pierce's first visit to the House in the Woods.)

"Did you do as I suggested?" I asked the redhead as she came through the 
door.

She gave me a pained look and nodded. "Since yesterday morning, like you 
said.  Do you know how hard it is to walk with this thing all the way 
inside me?"

"I know," I smiled, "but I've got something 'big' planned for this 
weekend, and that's just to get you ready. Come on down to the dungeon 
and we'll get started."

Molly's eyes got bigger as did her smile when she heard the emphasis I 
placed on 'big'.

"So," I said conversationally as we walked through the house, "I hear 
you have a new pet..."

Molly's eyes lit up and she replied, "Oh yes! Daddy bought me a Great 
Dane, and he lives up to his breed's name! Fluffy's dick is even bigger 
than Czar and Caesar, and he's little more than a pup so he's horny as 
hell! Fortunately, he's also gentle as a lamb, or he'd be raping me in 
front of guests or in public and there wouldn't be anything I could do 
about it!"

"Fluffy?" I gaped, "You named your Great Dane 'Fluffy'!?"

The incongruity of such a name applied to such a huge, ungainly, 
short-haired breed had me roaring with laughter.

Molly smiled smugly at my amusement and said, "Yeah. You know how they 
call big men 'Tiny'? Well, I called my big, strong, almost hairless dog, 
'Fluffy'! Dad was disgusted with me, in a fatherly sort of way, but I 
doubt that he'll ever suspect I'm having an affair with a dog named 
'Fluffy'!"

"No, probably not!" I chuckled.

"So what's the 'big' occasion, anyway?" Molly asked as we descended the 
stairs to the dungeon.

"I had a very enjoyable visit from an acquaintance of yours, and just 
thought I'd say 'Thanks!' in my own perverted way!" I replied.  "Here, 
let's get those clothes off so we can get you ready!"

"Can I take this damn dildo out now?" the redhead asked, shedding 
clothes almost absent-mindedly.

"In a few minutes!" I replied, making final adustments to the items I 
had prepared for Molly's arrival.

"So Bethany came to see you?" Molly said, "From the changes in her 
behavior since she got back to campus, you must have taken the little 
bitch down a peg or two!"

"Let's just say her visit provided Bethany with some 'penetrating' 
insights into her character." I replied.

Molly saw the look in my eye and realized I wasn't going to reveal any 
more about Bethany's visit - that was between Bethany and me.  Even 
Molly's trust in me would eventually be shaken if I talked about what 
went on with my other 'clients'.

I admired Molly's athletic figure as she disrobed. Her muscular physique 
still had enough feminine curves for even the most discrimating of 
tastes, and the spattering of freckles all over her body only served, in 
my eyes, to enhance her desirability.

When she was completely bare, I placed a blindfold over her eyes.

"Do you trust me, Molly?" I whispered through the flames of her hair.

She nodded, trembling.  It's one thing to trust someone in your mind, 
and quite another to trust them in your heart.  It was eminently clear 
that Molly's trust didn't yet extend that far.

"I've neutralized your eyesight," I told her, stroking her gently with 
my hands, more for her comfort than for arousal, "now I'm going to 
temporarily block a couple more of your senses.  This will make your 
surprise complete, when it's finally revealed."

"Okay, uh-huh," Molly had to clear her dry throat before continuing, 
"Mr. Brenneman."

I placed sweetly scented cotton balls in each of her nostrils, then 
covered her ears with headphones connected to an MP3 player.  The 
'phones were well insulated against sound, and the music should cover 
anything that got through the insulation.

I then guided Molly's quaking form to recline upon the table where I had 
made my preparations.  The straps of my home-made harness were wide, 
soft nylon - strong but not too harsh on tender flesh.  I velcroed her 
securely into it, placed flip-flops on her feet, then helped her stand.

It took a little time and a great deal of care to guide her safely up 
the stairs, out the back door and across the yard to the stables.  She 
must have known that we went outside, just from the sun on her bare 
body, but she wasn't all that familiar with the layout of the buildings 
and I hoped my surprise would be complete - and welcome.

In the stable, I put her on her back on the small, blanket covered 
hydraulic lift table I had placed there for the purpose.  I used the 
thing for working on heavy pieces in my workshop because I could easily 
adjust its height for my convenience.

I postioned her with her feet on the corners of the table.  Finally, I 
gave her a respite from the fourteen inch dildo, my gift at the end of 
her last visit, upon which she had been impaled for more than a day. I 
worked it in and out a few times, but needn't have worried. Molly was 
well and copiously lubricated by her own juices!

Just to be sure, I slipped my hand inside her, and found her dilated 
cervix also open and ready for the next step.  I made a fist and worked 
it back and forth inside her a few times, drawing groans and hip 
movements from the young college student.  When I judged she was as 
ready as she could be, I brought in Captain - a beautiful chestnut stallion.

I bound Molly's legs back along her body so that she was spread wide and 
flat, then I lowered the table as far as it would go. I coaxed Captain 
into a show stance - fore and hind legs extended - and rolled the table 
under him.  The mare scent that I had rubbed into his nostrils earlier 
ensured that his massive cock was erect and ready!

With one hand, I guided his flat, mushroom-shaped head, while the other 
operated the table's hydraulic controls.  I tilted Molly's hips upward, 
then slowly raised the platform.  There was only a little resistance as 
that broad, fleshy glans pushed its way into the lovely soccer star. 
Molly groaned and swiveled her hips, unsure, as yet, of what was 
entering her.

When about a foot of that enormous shaft was buried in the young 
redhead, I raised the table to the horizontal position and fastened the 
straps draped over Captain's back to the matching places on Molly's 
harness.  When I was finished, I lowered and removed the table, and 
Molly swung freely beneath the beautiful beast.  I placed her hands in 
the handholds designed for the purpose, and her bare feet went into 
loops along his flanks.

Then I removed the headphones and the blindfold.

"What...?" Molly began, staring up at the horse's massive chest, then 
darting her eyes downward to see what had her impaled so deeply, "OH MY 
GOD! I've got a HORSE cock inside me!? No way!"

"Yes, way!" I replied, "Of course, if you want to stop, I can just pull 
here and here, and you'll be free..."

"Don't you DARE!" Molly cried, undulating her hips around Captain's 
shaft, "Can I get him to go deeper?"

"Sure," I smiled, "just pull with your arms. If you want to go the other 
way, push with your feet."

She pulled experimentally, and groaned as a couple more inches of giant 
dick sank into her.

"Oh Christ!" she shouted, "This is WONDERFUL!  I wonder if Daddy will 
buy me a horse!"

"Won't Fluffy get jealous?" I teased.

"Ungh!" Molly grunted as Captain got tired of waiting for her to push, 
and did a little humping of his own, "That, um, big clown hasn't... AAH! 
...got a jealous bone in his body! Oh shit! This sucker fucks HARD!"

I looked down, expecting to see Molly's legs straining to push her away, 
but instead saw her biceps bunched under the freckled skin of her arms! 
She was pulling herself toward the invader!

I never measured Captain's cock, but I can assure you that I never 
expected even a big girl like Molly to take what was disappearing inside 
her!  Each time they thrust together, Molly gave a "HUH!" as the blunt 
tip of Captain's cock battered her diapragm, forcing air from her lungs! 
  Molly didn't seem to mind. She had gotten the hang of the leg-push, 
arm-pull mechanism pretty quickly, and was doing her damnedest to sink 
every inch of that massive cudgel into her body!

Captain, perhaps a little distracted by the diminutive size of the mare 
who was milking his cock, was taking his time about cumming.  Molly, on 
the other hand, was feeling no such constraints!  She was cumming almost 
continuously as, for perhaps the first time in her life, a single living 
cock was giving her as much as she could handle, and more!

"Want to go for a ride?" I asked, as she came down from another orgasm.

"Huh?" Was all she managed to say.

Never mind. I guessed she would enjoy what I had in mind, and if she 
didn't, I'd stop!

Clipping a long training lead onto Captain's bridle, I walked him out 
into the corral.  Molly was so far out of it that she hardly seemed to 
notice, at least until I coaxed the horse into a stiff-legged trot! The 
jouncing gait had the young redhead bouncing uncontrollably within the 
harness and on the long, hard shaft of Captain's spear!

Three more times she shrieked through intense climaxes as I tried 
different gaits on her.  I didn't let the horse gallop as I feared the 
higher lifting of his hooves might batter the poor girl, but when I got 
him into a long, ground-eating lope at the end of the lead, Molly lost 
her mind!

Everyone who's ever watched a western knows the rhythm of the horse's 
lope - it's the same one that made the 'William Tell Overture' so 
popular as a theme song for 'The Lone Ranger'.  It's also the driving 
beat behind the old 'Bonanza' theme song.

When Captain got into his rhythm, Molly was rocked mercilessy back and 
forth on his shaft, screaming and cumming the whole time!  I thought she 
had had enough, so I slowed the horse to a walk. Boy was I wrong!

"More!" the redhead rasped, "I may never get a chance like this again! 
More!"

More? Okay.

I twitched the lead rope and Captain dutifully reared up on his hind 
legs. Molly gave a grunting cough as she slid all the way down to his 
sheath!  Her body racked with powerful spasms, she barely had strength 
in her legs to support some of her weight as I got Captain doing a 
two-footed jump.  Each leap and descent allowed Molly to slide almost a 
foot up his shaft, only to come crashing all the way down to his sheath 
as his hind feet hit the ground!

Molly screamed, cried and thrashed in her harness, cumming wildly on 
that incredible cock!

When I let Captain down, he had had enough. Standing in one spot, he 
bent himself almost in half in his effort to drive as far up this 
strange mare as he could.  The young college student went ballistic as a 
never ending stream of hot horse cum pumped deep into her womb, 
inflating it until she looked like she was pregnant!

By the time I got Captain calmed down, Molly hung limply in the harness. 
  I walked the horse back into the stable and gently raised the table to 
support her as I unfastened the harness.  I checked to make sure she was 
breathing, and was relieved to see that there was no blood in the flood 
of slimy liquid that poured out of her as Captain's wilting shaft 
finally slipped free.  I first cleaned the mare scent off his nostrils, 
then gave him a quick genital wipe-down before putting him out to pasture.

Molly was beginning to come around as I carried her inside.

Her arms draped themselves limply around my neck and she pulled me down 
for a kiss as I deposited her on the bed in the guest room.

"Thank you, Mr. Brenneman!" she said warmly, "I just LOVED my surprise!"

Then she was snoring daintily as I pulled the covers over her.  There 
would be time for a shower and clean sheets later.

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