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 ï>¿The Tack Room (c) in 2005 HB
   "Hey, you there!  What do you make then here in the stable with the
horses?  I have never seen you here." Frightened I looked round and saw a
rider in white breeches, black leather riding boots and riding cap standing
behind myself.  He had saddle and Trense on the arm and looked at me
scrutinising.  "Ã,hhhmm I waits here for a friend," I stammered nervously.
"How is your friend called then?" he asked doubtfully.  "Gerd and he has
said he immediately comes again, still wanted to move briefly his horse," I
said.  "OK, you can just help me and open the saddle chamber door!" he said
brisk.  I went to the saddle chamber and opened the door.  To me the strong
leather smell of many Trensen and saddles hit in the nose.  Without saying
thanks he passed me.  "Come, you can wash the set of teeth of the Trense
dadrüben in the wash basin!" With these words he pressed to me the Trense
in the hand and went to take away away around the saddle.  I turned the tap
and exactly looked the Trense.  Apparently it was a Kandarrentrense and
from the top to the bottom fully from such a white tough foam.  I held the
Trense under the jet of water and tried to wash the foam.  "Hey, you
idiot!" shouted the rider.  "Wash only the set of teeth and do not make the
Trense and the reins wet," he said angry.  He tore the Trense from the hand
from me and said: "This make I quite dear yourself, is as clumsy as my
ex-friend, the old Pferdefotze," he got angry.  I was erschocken how
impertinently this guy was common and as and did not know what I should
say. "Excuse, however, I has never made something like that," I said a
little bit säuerlich.  "Excuses use nothing to me, thus a Ledertrense is
expensive.  If you do not pay attention, you are able to do the Kandarre
next time with the tongue sauberschlecken instead of them to wash," he said
and grinned at me malicious.  Besides, he strictly looked me and his
piercing look seemed to say that he meant this seriously.  An ice-cold
shower ran to me the backs under it.  I just wanted to turn round to make a
getaway, there he said: "Just, you nicely stay here," he ordered and turned
off the tap.  "My friend has cleared out 2 months ago and now need I what
for fucking," he said and grinned at me.  "Ã,Ã,Ã,hhhmmm, sorry, however,
something like that is not my thing.  Is sorry me." if I said nervously,
because I was not gay and also did not want to become it.  "Whether you
like it or not makes absolutely no difference to me eigendlich, central
issue you does what I says you!" he hung the Trense beseite and laid to me
the hands on the shoulders.  My heart knocked to me up to the neck and I
tried to come out after a possibility there.  This rider was some
centimetres bigger than me and looked also clearly strong.  "On the knees,"
he ordered and pressed me under it.  However, I tried wegzudrehn he
controlled my shoulders firmly.  Before I could act a little bit against
it, I was before him on the knees.  He said "So ists brav," quite quietly
and patted my head like with a dog.  Then he laid his hand on my head and
drew him to himself.  Now my face was on height of his tail which already
stood out clearly by the narrow breeches and only few centimetres away. 
"Please, not," I begged, then he pressed my face the bump in his breeches.
I felt his tail by the breeches had the smell of his breeches in the nose.
"Nicely keep out of mischief, then you have it fast behind yourself and I
do not hurt you," he said and rubbed his unterbody in my face.  Finally, he
pulled back my face and opened with the other hand his trousers.  Seconds
later I had his rock-hard tail in my face.  I tried my face aside to drehn,
however, wärend he his stiff rider's tail over my face rubbed his hand had
packed me firmly with the hair and held my face in position.  "Now kiss my
tail," he strictly said.  I pressed together my lips as his penis point my
mouth touched.  "You want the hard tour?" he asked angry.  With his thumb
he pressed in my corner of mouth as with a horse one wants to squeeze the
Trense into the mouth.  Under pains I opened my mouth and he pushed to me
his tail deeply in the mouth.  So deeply that I had to choke.  Then he
squashed into his tail so firmly and deeply that I got no more air.  I got
panic, however, could not escape from the foreign body in my neck.  Then he
pulled out his tail again and I got air again.  ", now over again!  Kiss my
tail." if he ordered.  I obeyed and kissed him.  "Lick off the acorn with
the tongue," came his command.  My tongue glided about his acorn and I had
this salty taste on the tongue.  "Now take my rider's tail in the mouth and
suck at it," he ordered.  I obeyed his order and began his thick man's tail
to blow.  I felt so mortifying to kneel here before this rider and to suck
his tail to him that I no more strength dealt something against it.  He had
simply thrown off me and took what he wanted.  My biggest fear was that now
suddenly somebody could walk in and see my degradation.  "Yes, so it feels
well, my small mare.  It will be a useful substitute for my ex-friend if I
you only properly has trained.  You will become my mare and everything do
what I from you asks, just as my ex.  I have already broken your will, the
rest becomes a child's play.  And now strictly you nicely in and make your
new owner happy!" he said and began to groan.  "I have lacked Ahhh, this. I
fuck you in the mouth, you mare.  Immediately you will swallow my sperm,
you slave sow," he turned on himself.  All attempts my head missed to pull
away and I noticed that he briefly before it was to be come.  "Just, you do
not pull away small dung piece, the head.  I will squirt to you my mucus in
your filthy horse mouth and you will swallow the slimy juice whether you
want or not," he groaned and held on my head with both hands.  "Jaaaa,
jetzt kommt es, du Pferdefotze, ahhhhrrrggg".  And as it came.  Without
that I could prevent it he squirted to me his slimy seed in the mouth.  I
did not try to swallow, but my mouth filled on and on.  A sperm flood after
the more other poured forth into my mouth.  The taste was repellent and
slimy.  "Gulp my rider's seed you sow or I lets you drink a bucket of
stinking horse piss," he ordered.  So I swallowed restriving the disgusting
salty tasting rider's mucus under it.  "So ists well, good girl," again he
patted my head.  He pulled his tail from my mouth and rubbed him another
two to three times by my face.  Finally, he packed him again into his
breeches and said grinning: "Are you to you eigendlich in the clear about
the fact that I have broken just your will?  You have swallowed my stinking
rider's tail in the mouth and my slimy sperm abwohl you did not want this
at all and I had to apply in addition nichteinmal special power.  I have
dominated you and you have submitted to me without big restate, as well as
I have it also with my horses best.  Maybe you do not have it yet, however,
notes you are assessed unambiguously servilely and to serve for it created
me that I have immediately thought to me.  There I have a feeling for
something like that." He got from one of the cupboards something with which
he tied up my arms on the back.  These were something so similar like foot
chains for horses and were called Hobbles.  "So that you do not run away to
me!  Now you belong to me and I plan even today a few nice things with my
new toys," he explained.  "Get up now and come along, I must ride one more
of my horses.  There you can help me," he commanded.  To protest broken and
incapable I followed him.  What was me mostly uneasy the suspicion that he
could be right.  Anyhow was between disgust, loathing, feeling of sickness
and fear a slightly exciting feeling, how in a wild roller coaster journey.
One is afraid and wants, finally stops, however, nevertheless one is
curious and curiously on the nervous tickle which the next looping the loop
brings.
   We entered another stable where a big black horse was bound in the
stable lane.  "Here this is Palina, my oldenburger mare," he said and went
to her.  "Eigendlich I am with the cleaning quite ready, however, there is
a place which needs of special attention," he said, pulled her tail aside
and grinned.
   My heart knocked to me up to the neck and the panic climbed in me as me
the filthy Fotze of the mare what saw and anticipated now would come.  "No,
please this not!" I begged.  "Oh, nevertheless!  Is to be seen nice that
you do not stand on horse cunts.  This particularly turns on me.  I will
enjoy disgust in your face if I press it the stinking animal pussy," he
said excited.  To solve all attempts my chains, missed and then he packed
me already into the nape and pushed me behind the mare who had a look at
all that calmly.  "See only like nicely slimy her thick wullstigen labia
are.  She is supposed rossig, if I said.  So is nicely affectionate with
your tongue," he said and pressed my face closer come on.  Their intensive
smell rose to me in the nose and turned to me the stomach.  These small
black mud crumbs and the mucus drops, those of the wide labia dripped were
nauseating.  "Let go me please!  I do not want.....  mmmmhhhhffffff," my
words were suffocated by the thick black labia of the oldenburger mare, as
the rider my face daraufpreßte.  He rubbed my face about the wet, filthy
horse cunt.  Then he pulled my head again a piece from the bottom of the
horse and said grinning: "Well, is quite disgusting or?" I noted like he
rubbed his unterbody on my side and his rider's tail again became stiff. 
"Stretch now your tongue out and leaky her dirty mare's pussy!" he ordered
with big excitement in the voice.  To me no other choice remained to obey
as the rider.  My tongue glided about with Fotzenschleim and mud smeared
horse cunt.  The taste was bitter wiederlich and salty, how a mixture of
horse piss and hay.  "Lot, swallow the mare's mucus you pathetic stable
slave," he said and brought out with his rider's tail.  With his left hand
he polished his thick desire beating, while he held on me with right my
head under the tail of the oldenburger mare.  "One is filthy horse arses
sauberzulecken only for can use you.  And I will let you lick horse arses.
You will swallow stallion and mare's arses with the tongue to clean-leaky,
her mud, her sweat, her piss and her mucus, you unwürdger Horse-tasty," he
whispered with growing excitement.  Then he pulled me suddenly under the
tail of the mare away and pressed me the knees.  Before I knew like me
happened, he rammed to me his brutal tail into the pharynx.  With both
hands he clasped my head and made with it every counterweir pointless.  He
fucked me in the mouth and only few pushes later an other load of rider's
sperm shot to me in the maltreated mouth.  "Jaaahhhh, you old sow, swallow
the seed of your rider.  Does taste, nevertheless, probably better than
Stutenfotzenschleim or?" he groaned.  After he had pulled his rider's willy
from my mouth and I had the revolting man's broth runtergeschluckt, he
pulled me again on the legs and said: "If you have made well, my girl!  I
believe I keep you for the moment," he said and fastened a dog-collar
around my neck that he fastened with a rope on the wall of the stable lane.
"You remain nicely here wärend I to the horse riding goes.  If I come
back, you become Palina the arsehole to clean-leaky," he said and added: "I
can ask your friend sometimes whether he wants to watch, besides," he
laughed and began his horse to satteln.
   To me went off and the blood rests by my temples, how far should this go
then still?
   
  
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