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so she wanted to give a blowjob to a horse, what was the fucking problem,
you should have videotaped it.
"Ronald E Baker" <vh-gjy@bigpond.com> wrote in message
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> Animal Sex.
>
> I have, or rather had a girlfriend who was into animal sex. Now she is my
> beautiful wife. It started with her first being
> Bi-Sexual, and that led into increasingly bizarre sexual activities.
> Before
> long this led into animal sex. Every day she would be trying something
> new.
> Her favorite was to stand naked with a snake hanging from her vagina. She
> would have the head inside her, and stand there swaying around as the
> snake
> tried to escape from her.
>
> Another thing was having sex with dogs. Any, and every dog was invited to
> have sex with her. You would not believe the dogs I saw mounting her. She
> even
> had made little leather booties so that their paws would not scratch her
> beautiful back.
>
> From this she wanted to try horses, but that was when I said NO! The
> thought
> of her being mounted by a horse was just too revolting. Yes, I do know
> that
> some women have had sex with horses, but for me that was going just too
> far.
> In the end we compromised in that she would become a pony girl, and that
> she
> would eat and sleep in stables with real ponies. But on the clear
> understanding that she would not attempt to have sex with any of the
> ponies
> and that she would learn to pull a little pony cart around. Also that she
> needed to dress the part of being a pony girl including wearing a pony
> tail.
>
> This worked out OK for a few weeks, but I could see the desperation
> growing
> in her. She just needed to be mounted by a pony or horse. The sheer
> depravity of this led me to suggest that she needed to seek help, real
> professional help.
>
> She flew into such a rage at this that I just turned and walked away;
> leaving her there in the stables.
>
> I was at a loss to know how to stop this weird behavior. It was obvious
> that
> this obsession with animal sex was out of control. In desperation I
> contacted a friend of mine who was into behavior control, and he agreed to
> see her. Well when I went back to the stables and told her she again flew
> into a rage. She screamed at me that she was going to have sex with a
> horse
> whether I liked it or not, and that no damned behavior control freak was
> going to get anywhere near her.
>
> However I persuaded him to come and see her, and assess her as a patient
> for
> behavior control. When we got to the stables she again flew into a rage.
> My
> friend just leaned against the door and smiled at her as she raged against
> him, telling him that no one was going to mess with her mind. After about
> ten minutes she suddenly collapsed onto the floor in a flood of tears. She
> rocked backwards and forwards, and my friend knelt beside her and cradleld
> her in his arms, and smoothed her hair away from her face. Ha gently
> patted
> her and spoke quietly to her, telling her that everything was going to be
> OK. Soon she calmed down and stopped crying but she wouldn't look up at me
> or my friend.
>
> My friend continued to talk quietly to her assuring her that everything
> was
> OK, and that he was here to help her. In the end she looked up at him and
> asked if he really could help her overcome this need to have sex with a
> horse. My friend looked down at her and gently smiled; assuring her that
> he
> could help her, but that it would take a long time, and that she would
> need
> to go into hospital for a little while. She smiled up at him, and nodded.
>
> Twenty four hours later she was in hospital, and the long road back to
> sanity began. Six months later she was well on the road to a full
> recovery,
> and eventually to become my beautiful wife.
>
>
>
>
>