This story is completely fictional. It is about the relationship between me and multiple guys and horses. 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 after this one 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, horses, girls, and women I have known. I Have full permission from these personalities in the before sentence to use them however I want. A few of the characters are minors, but they do not participate in any sex acts. 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 horse herd in his mid fifties. Master Wes: Same as Master Rick but a bit younger, does ranch and real estate.
Mystery guy: to be revealed in later chapters.
Bazooka: The lead stallion of the ranch that is telepathic.
The herd: Tar Baby, Gizmo, Twinkie, Comet, Daisy, Phantom, Dancer, Gambit, and Thumper
The big dick whack job #9
I wake up and I hear Bazookas chime and I say morning to him and him to me. I ask did you listen to my conversation with Master Rick and Master Wes. No Bazooka answered, I was very tired when you left so I just relaxed and slipped into sleep. During the sleep I came up with some ideas but will hold on the ideas for now. Did you come up with some ideas and I said yes but it is up to Master Rick to decide. Bazooka says fair enough. There is a side matter that I need to discuss with him after lunch.
I meet Master Rick and Master Wes in the dining room and a thong is put on and force bends my dick into position. My dick throbs a bit but is okay. I report that Bazooka did not read anyone's mind after we left. He has ideas but nothing specific. He also said he wants to talk to you at lunchtime about a separate matter but I do not know what that is. Bazooka telepathic seems only to work on spoken mind thought. I think he leaves independent thinking to our respective selves.
Master Rick ponders on what I have said and says okay. Although Bazooka is the lead stallion he wills his judgment to me. I ask do you have an idea on what Bazooka has in mind on the other matter he spoke of to me. Master Rick says there are many things a stallion must do to maintained discipline and reward and it must be one or the other. We will do so after lunch.
After breakfast we go out to the barn and I give Bazooka a brush down and say that Master Rick says at lunch time would be fine to talk at the side matter. Master Wes takes off my thong and my dick hardens up solid. Bazooka swats it several times with his head in each direction making it throb.
I position my dick so Bazooka can bend my dick under me. He lifts me off the ground and my dick throbs hard and does not cum. He lowers me to the ground and slowly releases my dick and a thin rope is tied to the dick head and the collar with rings is put back on. I feel my nut sack being tied and a string attached loosely tied to the back rung and my dick partially bent and tied as well.
Then I feel it as it slides up my legs and it is a diaper. I am asked what I want in it and I say most soupy horse crap and another mystery balloon. The balloon is to go in first then as much crap that the diaper can handle. The Rubber shorts are to be used as before.
Bazooka says hey my dick and nut sack are being tied and I say yes you are going to experience what I did a few days ago - your dick being swatted instead of mine. Turnabout is now fair play. You are not to cut corners or preserve yourself. We will not stop until I determine your dick is ready for the next step.
Bazooka lowers himself and with the rubber shorts fully on and secure I sense something wrong and I tell Master Wes and he tightens the strings on my dick and nut sack. My dick feels better but is throbbing. My legs are secured and hands are tied at my side. Master Rick says light jumping up to the old house and do not break the balloon. Wait for us up there.
We enter into the forest and easily clear the logs and then I hear a gasp from Bazooka as his dick catches on a log and is swatted. I get the feeling that the swats are really tenderizing his dick when the old house come into view and I feel relief as we slow to a trot with my balloon intact. We come to a stop and bask in the sun for a bit. Only a few minutes pass when we hear Master Rick and Master Wes gallop up and stop.
Master Rick and Master Wes point to the edge of the forest and we trot over to a stout tree. We all get off and the two other horses are asked to graze. Master Wes gets some soft rope and ties the end of Bazooka's dick to a pulley and I hold onto the end. Master Rick rubs and checks for damage finding none tells me to ask Bazooka to breathe deeply. He does and I start pulling on the rope.
I hear a gasp as more of my weight is added and Bazooka's dick is slowly bent backwards. It goes about three quarters and stops. I tie a loop and stand off the ground and Bazooka's dick seems to throb hard. I tell Bazooka that is my full body weight. He answers he feels the stress and it is fine for now. Master Rick and Master Wes massage Bazookas dick and look for high stress. I ask Bazooka if he wants more and says enough weight to lift my ass off the ground.
I ask Master Wes to add his weight to the rope and Bazooka's dick seems to relent and slowly his dick bends more and I can see him straining hard against the pressure. Master Rick says enough and Master Wes gets off the rope and I very slowly transfer my weigh off the rope. I hear a groan and Bazooka seems exhausted from the dick bending. Master Rick rubs and spanks Bazooka's dick and unties the rope and gives a good rubbing.
I ask Bazooka if he can walk and he says yes and does so for a bit. I then ask he trot to the far end of the meadow and return. While he does that Master Rick, Wes and I look at the log and find a good spot to do the next thing. Bazooka returns and Master Rick inspects Bazooka's dick. Master Rick asks me to ask Bazooka how his dick feels and he says he can take one more shot at his dick. I say okay
I tell Master Rick one more shot and Master Rick say do the log. I tell Bazooka to walk the log and he starts walking and the log rises and starts to drag his dick. I tell Bazooka to be brave and slow walk and then at the right spot say stop. Master Wes puts a blindfold over Bazooka's eyes and two ropes and attached to his hind legs. I say relax your legs and breathe deeply and nod when ready.
A moment goes by and Bazooka nods but I wait a moment longer and then I nod. Both Master Rick and Master Wes yank hard on the ropes and Bazookas dick slams into the molded log. I thought I herd a scream before but this was loudest I have ever herd from a horse. I walk behind and check his dick and see that it is not fully in so I motion to Master Wes and he jumps up on the log and leaps and lands squarely on Bazookas hindquarters and the weight forces the rest of Bazookas dick to bend. Bazooka screams again.
I tell Bazooka the hard part is over. Master Wes gets off and repositions Bazooka's leg and Master Rick does the same. I hold onto his dick and tell him to slowly lift himself off the log. I tell him to slowly walk forward to clear the log. Once done I ask him to stop and slowly release his dick. His legs tremble as I do so and Master Rick inspects and rubs Bazooka's dick till solid. He says Bazooka's dick is fully tenderized.
Master Wes ties a twenty pound rock to Bazookas dick head so to keep it stretched. I tell Bazooka he can relax and graze while we have lunch. He says okay but does not want to move for a bit so he stays where he is at and grazes. I ask Master Rick about my big bulge and he says after lunch. We have lunch and Master Wes grabs a back pack and we head out. We take a look at Bazooka and I ask him how he feels and he says very tender.
Bazooka asks if Master Rick is ready for the question. I relay and Master Rick says that I can translate what Bazooka wants to ask. I say okay and ask Bazooka I will translate and Bazooka asks that some of the mares are coming into heat and it will be hard to resist any mare in heat unless you keep me separate from them. Did you want to increase the herd or did you want to sell some of the herd so there is ample room for the offspring next year.
I translate back to Master Rick and Master Wes and Master Rick says I need to converse with Master Wes for a bit. We will be back in a minute and walk away. I ask Bazooka what does it smell like and he said like sweet honey, hard to resist. I know that feeling. Master Rick and Master Wes return and say how long till the drive is strong and the reply is a few days at most. Master Rick says we will keep you in your stall for a couple of nights as there is discussion that needs to take place. In the meantime it is time to play.
Master Rick says call Bazooka and ride him and I call him and he walks over and lowers himself so I can get on and rises slowly not breaking the balloon and we walk into the forest. Master Rick is looking for a particular type of tree. He spots what type he is looking for and we head for it. Master Wes lays out a blanket and says kneel and we are going to tie you up.
I have no idea what they are going to do so I wait and am tied like before in cargo net fashion. A hood is put over my eyes cutting off light and sound. I suspect what they are going to do but have been wrong before. In the meantime I asked Bazooka what wild thing he would like to do. An interesting question, there are many things like a trip to the coast and flying like the wind like birds. I remark that is doable. I will inform Master Rick later.
I feel myself being lifted off the ground and asked if a part of the harness is tight. I mention a couple of areas and they are changed. I feel being hoisted in the air a bit higher and test move my legs but they are tied apart as far as they will go. I realize that I am tied between two trees one high the other low and am going to be slammed with the mystery balloon and my dick into the lower tree.
I am pulled halfway I think and let go. I guess a second or two before hitting the tree, bouncing back a bit. The balloon and my dick vibrate from the blow. I am pulled back farther and this time there is good velocity and my dick screams at me when I hit the tree but the balloon does not break. I thought I might be pulled back farther but senses being lowered to the ground.
I hear Master Rick say's looks like Bazooka get the final shot. I am raised again but the rope is even. I am pulled back all the way and feel Bazooka lick my nipples causing my chest to twitch. I feel a brace wedged between us. I ask Bazooka to give me sold gallop push. Bazooka says are you sure? I reply you want your dick slammed into the log again. The response seems to get him in the mood and he gallops a couple of strides and I slam full force into the tree actually shaking the tree and breaking the balloon and wrenching my dick causing me to scream loudly.
I am lowered and the rope is undone and my dick tightened and I am put on Bazooka's back and tied loosely and Master Rick says twenty full rears and I give the okay and Bazooka rears up higher than before and slams me hard on his back. I scream as loud as possible as my dick screams as well. I gasp inward as he does it again and I loose count after that. I think he does some half rears and I gasp and scream hard and realize that he has stopped.
Bazooka lowers himself and I am set on the ground gasping as the rubber shorts, diaper, and my hood is removed. Master Rick said that need not be that hard on the tree and I replied if he did not I would ram his dick in the log again. Master Rick says good motivation and smiles. I scream as my dick is looked at and rubbed and I moan and a bit later I get up and we pack up and I get back on Bazookas back and head for the old house.
Once back the weight on Bazookas dick is removed and it is examined and swatted a few times. All of us relax and have a snack. Master Rick asks me at ask Bazooka which mares are in heat. Bazooka replies and I relay Twinkie, Gambit, and Dancer are the ones coming into heat. Phantom will be in heat later this month. Master Rick says okay.
Master Rick says in the meantime, ask Bazooka to call the four mares and ask them if they want a foal. Best to have willing mare than not. I ask Bazooka to call the mares and they trot up. I ask Bazooka to enter their minds just enough to get the message to them. It must be their decision. I point to Bazookas dick then put my fist in my hand then point to each mare and make a smaller version of the fist. Then I nod to each mare with a yes no nod with my head. Each mare reacts the same way as the decision is theirs.
Each of the mares walks to me and licks my face. Twinkie and Dancer nod yes and Phantom and Gambit shake no. Twinkie and Dancer walk over and tease Bazooka a little and join the rest back to grazing. Bazooka says it took much to resist them. I relay back to Master Rick which mares were interested and Master Rick says I need to look at Bazookas family tree when we go back.
Master Rick says time to stretch both your dicks out. Since I had the most rest I was first. Put your hands and spread your legs against the cabin wall. I do so and my dick is rubbed and stroked till hard. I sense Bazooka behind me and say slow lift. My dick starts to throb hard as it is being bent and I am slowly lifted up a foot or two. I am held there until my dick starts to scream. I am then lowered and my dick is released and rubbed.
I tell Bazooka your turn and Bazooka turns around and I rub his dick and slowly bend it backwards. Mater Wes adds his strength to help bend the massive rod. I ask Bazooka how he is doing and he says stressed but okay. We get about three quarters when Master Wes adds his strength and fully bends Bazookas dick. Bazookas starts gasping and I count from one to twenty and say slowly release and once fully released rub and stroke his dick.
The weight is put back on and my dick gets one as well. Master Rick says time to return home and Master Rick summons the herd and tell them to return home. I get on Bazooka and hold the rope so my dick stays straight and we all trot back to the barn. I feed the horses while Master Rick and Master Wes go into the house to start dinner.
I ask Bazooka if we needed to part with two to make room for the newborns which would be best. I also said that a decision need not be till spring of next year. Bazooka says that all are in good standing and I do not have a favorite other than you. Flatterer I say back and give him a swat to his dick. He does the same to me.
I return to the house and dinner is almost ready. Master Rick walks in apparently looking at some paperwork. It is Bazookas family tree with all the mares and offspring included. I say Bazooka has been active and Master Rick says yes he has. Most interesting that Twinkie and Dancer as they have not been bred before and the other two have.
Master Rick says as Master Wes comes in with dinner that I have a web site and there are prospective owners that would like a horse. I will call them in the morning and they can come out for an interview. Let's have dinner.
After Dinner Master Rick says did you want to rest or have some play. I reply that we all should go to the hot tub and both of you can tease my nipples and dick and then I would like to spend the rest of it with Bazooka. Master Rick nods in approval. We will go out in a bit. I need to update the web site to reflect that we will be selling some of our stock and there is a waiting list.
About a half hour later we all get into the hot tub and I am spread eagled and both my nipples and dick are rubbed and tickled and I am convulsing in pleasure. I ask what were the names of the two prospective owners were and Master Rick said Shawn and Lizzy. Both are young adults and desire a horse. They have a place for them and love to ride. I say sounds like me when I was that age. True enough Master Rick says enough for now time for bed. I head for the barn and fall asleep beside Bazooka.
If you would like to suggest a fetish with mustangs or something wild or crazy you would like me to include you are gladly encouraged to e-mailing me at: mdrx@juno.com