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We're heading down the drive and over into the field where we break into a trot. Allowing her the lead I take in the view of her bottom while she posts. She's understandably staying high in the saddle and I see the crimson stripes across her white ass. A very pleasant view not unlike this mornings sunrise, lots of color. Looking over her shoulder she taunts me by breaking into a canter. With a nudge the mare is on her heels riding along in the shadow of the trees. Continuing along the backside of the field we slow to a walk as we near the power line. A startled flock of wild turkeys go putt-putting off into the woods. (I make a mental note because spring gobbler season is only two weeks away.)  
Walking along we talk about the night before and I sense her need to attend unfinished business. All in the morning plan I think to myself. Taking the horses once around the pond they're cooled enough to hitch up and loosen the saddles. That done we enter the gazebo where the shade of the trees has kept it nice and cool. Having her stand in the center with head down, eyes closed I take a length of nylon I keep on a nail and bind her offered wrists a few inches apart. I disengage the winch and pull the cable down to eye level. Holding her wrists I raise them onto the hook and tell her to raise her head and open her eyes. Stepping back to the winch I engage the catch and slowly wind in the cable. Her gaze fixed on her bound wrists rising above her head click by click. Stopping with her elbows just bent she looks at me and spreads her feet apart. With long thick hair spilling over a shoulder onto her chest, her gorgeous face smiling seductively and the sight of her bare mound between leather clad thighs she radiates sexuality. I take a moment to appreciate every inch of this five ft. six inch vision while reaching into my pocket for the penknife I carry. Stepping forward I take her hair in my fist and kiss her firmly on the lips. With her head pulled back and eyes closed I feel her body surrender. I love that moment. With the knife I snip off the three buttons she'd fastened. Next, reaching up I slip the sharp edge under the left shirt cuff and slowly slice down it's length. Repeating the action on the other arm I silently praise the benefits of a well honed blade. Having removed the shirt from her back, goosebumps form along her exposed arms. From just below the rope on her wrists I drag the side of the point down the soft undersides of her arms leaving a thin red line. She writhes as her body reacts to the cold steel. Next I pinch and slice through the elastic material of her sports bra removing a circular flap through which her breasts bountifully protrude. Again I trace the tip of the blade over her bare skin drawing a red circle around her breasts. Alternately holding each soft globe in my hand, I tap the point over her areola causing her to draw air sharply between her teeth. In turn, I pull each nipple into my mouth to suck and gently bite relieving the knifes sting. I can smell her excitement rising from between her thighs and when I reach down, she thrusts her pelvic mound against my hand seeking release. She's barely standing now, her arms are stretched up as she grinds her wet sex downward onto two of my fingers. It takes but a few moments and when I pull hard on her hair a low groan builds in her throat when the first of several orgasms washes through her body. She's always responded best to penetration vs clitoral simulation and with my fingertips strumming over her g spot another deeper orgasm is shaking her body soon after the first.  
My cock is now uncomfortably hard in my jeans. I unbutton letting them fall to my ankles. Taking one foot out I brace my stance and she wraps her strong equestrian thighs around my hips. In a moment I'm buried inside her. She half hangs with legs locked around my back my hands holding her waist. Thrusting and grinding together she cums twice more and I explode sharing her last orgasm with my own.  
Spent, I hold her up and together we unhook her wrists. She places her arms around my neck and we kiss deeply before I set her feet on the deck. Once her wrists are untied I pull my pants back on and unfold two of the sports chairs kept there. Pointing at her exposed breasts she says "this bra is done." I reply "Yes but I enjoyed ruining it." We sit a short while before sweat cools our skin. She again has Goosebumps on her arms. "Let's walk the horses back and you go take your shower while I tend them." I tell her. Picking up the discarded shirt we leave the cool of the gazebo.  
Snugging their saddles up she takes my hand and we walk between them back toward the house. Her breasts sway going up the hill. She knows I love watching them. Looking down she says " Does Sir likes his handiwork?" I reply "I very much like the view it provides." When we reach the barn I take the horses. She throws the bra in the trash, removes the chaps and hangs them back in the tack room. I'm exchanging bridles for halters when she comes to kiss me again saying thank you for a wonderful morning "ride." Turning with riding pants in hand, walks to the house nude except for boots and socks

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