This story is completely fictional. It is about the relationship between me and multiple guys and mustangs. Many forms and fetishes of bondage will be used as well as severe punishment. Many twists, turns, and surprises are in store. This is a multi-chapter story and you might have to read the ones before it to fully understand what is happening. I do a recall in the first paragraph with the highlights of what went on in the previous chapter. A full list of names and characters is available, but the names of the characters in each chapter are mentioned before I begin that chapter. If your name is used it is coincidental and the characters were based on the personality of Masters, Sir's, boys, slaves, mustangs, girls, and women I have known. I Have full permission from these personalities in the before sentence to use them however I want. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason you should not read this story and should instead leave right away.
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Character list:
Mike: A lean fit muscular guy in his forties.
Master Rick: A lean fit muscular owner of a ranch and mustang herd in his mid fifties.
Master Wes: Same as Master Rick but a bit younger, does ranch and real estate.
Shawn: A young adult part time rider and has a hard dick all the time.
Mystery guy: To be revealed soon.
Tom: The leather maker
John: The tailor
Bazooka: The lead stallion of the ranch that is telepathic.
The herd: Tar Baby, Gizmo, Twinkie, Daisy, Phantom, Dancer, Gambit, and Thumper.
Start of the training day # 17
I wake up on Bazooka's belly and he yawns and we say morning to each other. I ask do you want to nail me now or after Breakfast. Bazooka says after, go and do the feed and have breakfast then come back with answers to the plowing and get your licks. I do the feeding and then head inside.
I go inside and Meet Master Rick and Master Wes in the dining room and start having breakfast and Master Rick asks what did Bazooka and you talk about. I say that Bazooka was a little overzealous in his pounding. He was curious about the concept of humor. I explained about the joking and he took it a little more serious than was necessary on the pounding.
I continued on that I mentioned to him about having the herd plow the garden. Master Wes raised an eyebrow and said well now; they have not expressed interest in that before. I mentioned I had discussed the tug of war and being dragged through mud with Bazooka. Master Rick says curious, and I say that if we convinced Bazooka that there is reward in dragging the different farm accessories that they would do it.
I mentioned to Bazooka about the TV set and could show a video about plowing a field. Master Wes said there were none in town but he could leave a message at the tack and grocery store today. Might not get a response right away, but the word will get out. I also mention to Master Rick that Bazooka wanted to pound me in the diaper again saying it was fun. Master Rick says perhaps later.
Master Rick says come here and I come over and he looks at my dick and test bends it and feels my nut sack and says you have not gotten your licks and I say Bazooka wanted to eat first and return after Breakfast.
Master Rick says Master Wes will be going into town and going to the metal foundry and getting some bigger and thicker cups, as he bends my dick under me, measures my dick and I grunt a bit How does it feel releasing and swatting it a few times and I say by tomorrow it will be fully healed. I have cleaning duty this morning. Master Rick says yes on that.
He puts a tight rubber thong on the bends my dick and I grunt as my dick is bent under me and says go see Bazooka. I will meet you in the garage in a half hour. I walk to the barn and give him a hug. Bazooka says spread them and points to a wall and I say gladly as my dick is throbbing.
I spread my legs and gasp as a foreleg swats my dick. My dick is feeling the blow, throbs and tries to escape the rubber thong but cannot. Bazooka continues with his tail softly to tickle my legs and my dick to start convulsing and I start fighting the sensations. Bazooka reaches under me and with his head and lifts me off the ground with my dick on his head.
I grunt hard as I am lifted off the ground. I pump my dick fighting the strain for a few minutes and am lowered back down to the ground. Bazooka says turn around and slowly release and hold your dick out of the way and lashes out with a foreleg and I grunt as each one hits. Bazooka says good boy, I think you are healed. I mention that Master Wes was going to get bigger and stronger cups and we can finish the licking. Bazooka says good boy, will see you at lunch.
I see Master Wes getting into the truck and signal him and tell him to ask for thicker padding on the edge. Maybe get one a quarter the size that mates with the front of the cup. Master Wes asks why and I say a pile driver. Master Wes says to cover Bazooka's rear hoof for maximum punishment and I smile yes. Okay anything else, I say to also ask about the videos and maybe horse shows so we can show dressage and jumping. I say thank you Master and he drives off.
I meet Master Rick in the garage and he asks what I was talking to Master Wes about. I mention about the extra padding and the mate so Bazooka can make a direct hit. I also say that I wanted Master Wes to see if he can find some videos about jumping and dressage. Master Rick said okay and did I mention I am a judge. I said no, surprised.
I have always wanted to do the upper class dressage tests. I have done the first level that all do but they change yearly and I have not for some time. I ask Master Rick when the next show is and he says the last one for the year is this weekend. I ask if we could go Saturday and take Bazooka and watch.
Master Rick says how about entering in a few classes. And I am surprised again and say can I enter at this late date and he says yes. I will enter you and Bazooka on the halter and beginner classes. I say I have neither clothes nor tack and Master Rick says no problem, I will call Tom the leather maker and he should be here at noon. I leap at Master Rick and hug him hard and say I thank you. May I talk to Bazooka for a moment and he nods.
I go back to the barn and relay the news to him. I say this is the most serious and honorable thing to do. We will have to work hard, forget about play and really listen to what Master Rick has to tell us. What we do at the show will attract attention to the farm and how you interact with strange horses. Bazooka says competition and a chance to meet some old friends possibly from my herd. I will do my best and I say the same.
I head back to the garage and say yes we will bring honor to the farm. Okay let's focus on the tubs and he shows me what valves to drain the tub with the pump and I wait while it gets pumped out and turn the pump off. I check the strainers and filters and Master Rick hooks up the pressure washer and clean the filters and tub. I finish cleaning and Master Rick sets different valves and turns on the pump and the tub fills up.
Master Rick says the process is different with the oil tub. We drain it but to a vat then I clean the skimmers and filter in a special cleaning solution and reverse the process but it goes through a special filter in the vat and we clean the filer and return the vat to a storage area in the barn.
I ask Master Rick about chemicals and he says they are automatic. It will take time to reheat the tubs as it is part solar heated. The oil will come back quickly but the water is well water and it will take longer. It is about time for lunch and Master Wes should be back soon.
Go into your room and get all the riding stuff and bring them to the dining room. I go in there and get the rubber riding boots and my riding breeches and Master Rick says that will not do for competition. That is just for fun trail riding and I say yes Master and return them to my room and return. Master Rick says we will need tailor made clothes and we will do that after Tom comes.
I ask Master Rick about my big rod, Riding Bazooka at a trot though smooth will still send shock waves and Master Rick says I think I have an idea but will require the tailor. Go to your room and put gym shorts on as Tom the leather man will be here soon
Master Rick says go and talk to Bazooka and let him know that I am suspending the ball lashes till after the show. It will be up to Bazooka to lash you later if he wants to do a few or many at a time. After the show we can do the cup pounding. Go now talk to Bazooka and I will get lunch ready.
I call Bazooka and he trots up and I repeat about the leather maker and the suspension of the lashes. I also say if you want to lash me now for the afternoon and evening I am ready. Bazookas foreleg lashes out stinging my nuts. He finishes and I hug him and say thank you. As I walk back a familiar truck and trailer pull up and I wave to Tom and say come on in and he follows me in and we have lunch.
After lunch we go through the process with a bridle and jumping and dressage saddles. I ask about flash like silver on bridles and Master Rick says that distracts the judge and simple tack is really all that is necessary. I agree saying I have seen shows where riders were almost all in flashy clothes and never won. Master Rick picks out some riding and practice clothes and some leather boots. Tom shows me what soaps to use for care and heads out.
Put the tack in with the other tack in the barn, then go inside and put on your riding clothes and a t-shirt along with your new boots. I do so and come back. Bazooka looks good in his halter. I mention to Master Rick that a chastity device might work and he says yes but also might be painful if you come down hard off a jump and injure yourself.
After our practice we will go into town and do a modification to you pants. I ask one more thing about judging and about the tail if should be braided or not and the same with a mane. Master Rick says one could do that but in a judges eyes is not a winning point.
We do a good practice and go through a good workout doing some jumping and dressage work and Master Rick says enough, we need to go into town. Put everything away and turn Bazooka out and put jeans and a clean t-shirt, bring the new clothes and meet us at the truck.
Bazooka says now that you have ridden me how did it feel and I said like floating on air and give him a hug. I do not know how long I will be, their always is a surprise that can happen. If I do not return until morning I want you to sting my nuts anyway with the added hits from tonight. Bazooka says okay and I give him a hug and turn him out.
I head inside and change and meet Master Rick and Master Wes at the truck Master Rick says that I called Shawn and he wants to come and his mom will drive him out here directly after work. We head out and go to a town that is a little ways away and go into a tailor shop.
Hello there says John the tailor, what is up for today. Master Rick says we need a long pocket to hide Mike's dick while riding. We head to the back and John says take your pants off and I do and John says very impressive looking at my rod and muscles. Rick says make the pants tight to show his muscles and to hide the dick. John takes measurements and says be back tomorrow and Master Rick nods and I get dressed and we head out.
We have dinner in town and Master Rick asks what is on my mind and I say I need a good stretch out. Master Wes says I know a good place and mentions a steam house not far away. Master Rick says good idea and I say I like steam baths. We arrive at the place and it is an out of the way place and only a few cars there.
We go in and I discover that it is a gay steam room place. There are a few other guys there some in shape and couple that are not. I thought there would be several rooms but this one has one big room. My dick starts throbbing and hardens fully when there is a table in the center and benches around it.
Master Rick says strip and sit on the table. I do so and Master Wes says relax and starts rubbing me. A blindfold is put on me and I hear steam being pumped in the room. Master Wes says spread eagle and I do so. I feel one leg being lifted and hear a say when and when my leg starts to shake is say there.
He does the other, pulls my legs together and rolls me onto my side and does my arm then rolls me to do the other side. He returns me to my back and spreads out my arms and legs. My dick now is throbbing hard and I hear some muttered wows and approvals. I feel my dick being teased a little and it seems to throb harder. The steam hit me and I start to sweat.
I feel Master Wes's hands and he says let me know and I grunt as my dick gets bent and I hear gasps from the crowd. I hear raise your ass and I do so and my dick gets bent to my tailbone and more gasps come from the group and Master Wes lets go and my dick snaps back and hits me on the stomach. There is applause from the crowd and my dick is bent several times and snapped forward and more good response from the few that are there.
Master Wes stops and says lower and relaxes and rubs me. I feel the others start to rub and tickle me all over and I laugh. I hear a may I and feel someone's mouth start tickling and sucking on my dick head that causes my dick to throb and convulse. I can barely stand it and say can I cum and I hear a yes and hear gasps as I shoot a load. The stimulation increases as I shot again and pass out from the joy.
I come to a bit later and find myself with Masters Rick and Wes in a hot tub. Master Rick asks feel stretched out and I say yes. I look down at my dick and it is still solid but feels like it needs rest. I can feel my nipples were stretched and pinched as they are throbbing a bit. Master Rick asks if I want more or if I have had enough and I say I have had enough. So we get out of the tub, change and head for home and I fall asleep in the truck.
If you would like to suggest a fetish with horses or something wild or crazy you would like me to include you are gladly encouraged to e-mailing me at: mdrx@juno.com