Donjbear
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We arrive in the place I prepared the previous morning. I toss the horses lead rope over a branch, he is so obediant that he will not move. I had left my jeep parked here yesterday morning, with a box of items I selected just for this morning. I select four caribeniers from this box and order this precious slave to lay herself down on the horse. Her obediance and desire to please me is beautiful. She struggles a bit leaning over with her breasts parted by the mane, I can only imagine how the coarse hair feels there. She brings her feet out of the stirups and brings them up on the haunches of the horse best she can, with her knees bent so she can remain balanced on his back. I take the caribeniers and attach one to each ankle cuff, still in place where they were when she awoke, one to the loop between her shoulderblades, and the last in a loop I placed just above the rope I wrapped around her hips. I now bring my previous days preparations in to play lowering the bar down to where I can reach the hooks, I snap the torso caribeners into place. I then have two other cables dangling from the branches of the live oak tree. I take each of these and attach one to each ankle cuff. I pick up the remote control to the jeeps winch, and with a soft whirr her legs extend out behind her ankles almost 4 feet apart as she rises up off the horses back. I now have her suspended 8 feet above the ground. I reach up and give her a gentle push, and set her to swinging.
Now that my horses job is done, I lead him over to the jeep and remove his saddle and blankets placeing them on the hood of the jeep. Taking his brush, I begin to brush him down, like I have always have done after the saddle comes off. It takes a little bit, but the slave is still swaying where I left her under the canopy of the trees, not far away, and the horse must be attended to. With our post ride ritual complete, I lead the horse to the edge of the grove, and give him a hug before releasing the lead rope from his halter. I slap him on the butt, to get him moving back out to pasture to continue his grazing.
I ask my slave " Are you comfortable?"
Her reply is "yes Master"
"Do you know where you are?"
"no Master."
"Would you like to know what you remind me of suspended there"
"yes Master, please tell me. Let me know how I can please you sir"
With a chuckle I say " You remind me of a car on the service rack, waiting to be serviced."
(she blushes.)
"You look so enticing there with your hair falling off to one side and swaying with the breeze and your body rocking with the trees. Very pleasing indeed."
"You have permisson to express yourself freely. You may scream, laugh, cryout, or even talk freely if you feel the need."
"thank you master"
I go pull the box from the back of the jeep, and place it on the hood. I now take the saddle and blanket and set them on the back seat of the jeep. I pull out a rolled up suede mat and open it up on the hood of the jeep. On this I place the items from the box. First comes a brush, the kind they use to brush off the hair from your neck and shoulders at the barber shop. I place by this a pastry wheel, the kind that crimps and decorates the edges of a pie, and finally a flogger that I finised a few days before, this is the first time I brought this one out. Not much, but it would be more than enough for what I will be doing.
I take the winch control and lower the slave to about chest height. taking the brush and the wheel, I move over to my pretty. I run my fingers through her hair above her neck closing my fingers for a firm hold and raise her lips to mine, and we kiss for a few moments. With my free hand holding the brush and and the pastry wheel in my pocket. I start to brush the sides of her waist, which gets her to giggiling and released the kiss. turning loose of her hair, I move around her body brushing those sensitive places, that I know will elicit more giggles and squriming, even to uncontrolable laughter. My favorite spot is right inside her thighs, a few inches below where they come together. I brush the inside of her thighs down to her knees, and smile as she giggles, laughs , and squrims with each stroke of the brush. I bring the brush up her thighs and up the length of her torso ensuring the brush is always in contact with her skin. I then run the brush across each of her breasts, and a deep throaty moan passes her lips. I pinch the hardend nipple of her left breast, as I place the brush in my pocket and pull out the wheel. I run this around circling her breast above and below then trace the outline of her areola before running it diretly over her hardened nub. I repeat the process on her right as well. Her giggles have stopped replaced by the moans from these latest sensations. Her breathing quickens. I trace the wheel down along the ropes and down between the ropes in short light even strokes left and right of her swollen womanhood. Her moans get even deeper. She bites her lower lip just before she expesses her an even deeper moan than before.
"please Master, let me cum"
"Are you sure you want to now?"
"yes Master, please"
" I have more for you."
" Master i will do as you wish, you know i will, please Master please!!!"
"Very well"
I place the wheel back in my pocket and cup my hand over her swollen lips, and press two fingers inside stroking her love canal. Her body convulses with the orgasim, shuddering against my gently stroking hand. I do not stop til her body goes still.
"thank you Master"
Pulling my moist fingers from her I bring it to my lips and taste her sweetness. i then place them to her lips where she gently sucks her juices from them.
"I will take you down in a minute"
"yes Master, thank you"
I place the wheel and brush in the box. I take hold of the flogger and look over at her bare ass and legs, smiling. It will taste her soon enough, it can wait. I place the box beside of the saddle.
I now go and release her ankles from the cables that held them in place. I then place my shoulder under her body wrapping my arm around her securly before releasing the hook from between her shoulder blades and then the one at her hip. I carry her over to the jeep and lay her face down on the suede mat. I start untieing her harness and she moves just enough to help me unlace the ropes from her, leaving a lattice work of reddened marks to show where they were. I gently rub her shoulders, arms, hands, legs, and ankles as well as feet. Checking to ensure that her blood was indeed circulating, and her muscles were relieved of their burn. I leave her on the hood to rest as I clean up, and take down my tools and cables from the trees and place them in the jeep. I stroke my hands through her hair, down her back and across her butt. She starts to spread her legs for my touch, but this time I do not chose to go there.
"Have you recoverd enough to move?"
"yes Master"
Placing my hands around her waist, I lift her up and spin her around so that she can wrap her arms around my neck. I move one arm below her thighs, the other behind her back and carry her over and place her in the passenger seat, and buckle her in. I then walk back around the front grabbing the mat and rolling it up before placing it behind the seat and getting behind the wheel. She says nothing as we drive back to the house.
Arriving at the front porch, I get out walk around and unbuckle her, and remove the blindfold. I give her a moment to let her eyes adjust before taking her hand to assist her getting out of the jeep. I then pick up her robe and put it in her hands, and tell her;
" Go in and wash up and prepare breakfast ."
"yes Sir, we have melons availible would these please you?"
"Yes that would be nice."
"yes Master, i will prepare us some cantelope, honeydew, watermelon, and ( as she cups her breasts in her hands) even these for your pleasure Master."
With that she spinns on her heels and walks into the house, dragging her robe behind her.
I smile as I watch her go in. She is a sweetheart, and still occasionally enjoys baiting me with her smartass remarks. I pick up the virgin flogger, it looks like sooner rather than later.
I hope you enjoied this, my first story written here. I appreciate any and all feedback.
Thank You
Donjbear
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