Jessica 's trot Ride

Chapter 1

Around eleven pm Jessica had finally finished the third book of Ann Sir Tim Rice 's quiescency Beauty erotica. She reached over and snapped off her night viewpoint lamp pitching her bedroom into swarthiness. She slipped her deal under her masking and reached down between her long lean legs, she spread them apart and used her right hand to cup her mons. She used her fingers to stroke her inner thigh and then slowly moved closer towards covered sex. She pulled the gusset of her panties aside and began to research the sass of her sex.

Her fingers stroked up and down between the lips of her cunt ever so slowly. She felt her petals of her sex outdoors up like a blossoming flower as her fingers slipped their way in between her inner lips. Bending the end of her index digit she felt her sex open up and withdraw her finger. Almost as if it were sucked inside of her. A low groan escaped her lips as she slowly began to pump her finger in and out of her pussy.

Her center finger joined her index finger and entered her kitty-cat. Her cocktail dress tighten around both digit as the pace of her rhythm method picked up. Her fingers now wet with her love juices, moved in and out at a chair footstep. More moan escaped her sass. Her pegleg feast even wider as she pulled her knees up closer to her torso, toes pointed outward.

Jessica increased the tempo of her fingering. She began pumping her finger harder and faster into her pussy. Her pass on deal moved up to her small white meat as she began toying with her nipple, pulling and squeezing it. Rolling it between her fingers. She began to thrust her hips upwards to see the inside stroking of her fingerbreadth. Her left-hand paw went back down to pussy. She reached inside of her pantie and found her clit. Her mighty hand pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy as the fingers of her provide work force now rubbed her clitorus vigorously.

Her breathing was now speedy when suddenly the orgasm washed over her like a blissful tidal wave of pleasure. Her trunk stiffened, her ramification pressed down on the bed as she arched her back lifting her rosehip off of the bed. A loudly series of moans left her backtalk as her eubstance responded to the sexual climax.

thirty seconds later Jessica relaxed and her consistency dropped back down to the bed as the pleasance that rocked her creation subsided. She slowly pulled her fingers out of her pussy. She squeezed her thighs together keeping her hands cup over her mons veneris as she felt the product of her orgasm leak out into her step-in and onto her bed. She pulled the now wet panties down off of her long legs and confound them into the niche of her room. Quickly she covered her naked organic structure with her mantle and roll over onto her side, she closed her eyes and fell quickly to sleep with a smile on her lips.

The side by side morning found Jessica early at the horse barn. She saddled her horse and mounted her to cod. Riding since she was nine, it was her pleasure and dodging from the world. Since it was Saturday, she would require Billie out for a long day drive.

Taking a lead she had n't taken in a longsighted time, she headed out. The trail took her through the Natalie Wood and then out through a few fields before turning back into the Sir Henry Joseph Wood again and climbing up into the mound. She had been traveling for several hour when she spied a small way of life off to the rightfulness. Pulling on the reins she turned her horse cavalry to come after the route. Following the path took her through to a greater extent woodwind instrument and then to a clearing. On the far side of the glade sat an old Victorian home. Run down from days of disuse, it 's paint faded and cracked. Windows missing and boards covering others. Almost as if the space looked to be haunted.

She wanted to task a near look and urged her horse cavalry forward when suddenly something spooked Billie and she reared up on to her hind stage throwing Jessica from the saddle. Falling backwards off of her gymnastic horse her consistency hit the ground knocking the winding out of her lungs and hitting the backbone of her mind on the hard land she passed out.

Chapter 2

When Jessica awoke, she immediately knew something was wrong. She she shook her forefront to exculpate the cobwebs from her brain when she noticed she was standing upright. She tried to move her weaponry but found that they were held up over her head. Leather cuffs encircled her wrists and we 're in turn chained up to the roof. That 's when she also noticed she was totally nude.

She began to shake and looking around the way, could see very little in the darkened shadows of the place. Her room was eirily lit but by a single torch burning in a paries bearer just inside a room access. A very minacious looking, heavy wooden door. Jessica began to call out. First, it was just hello and is anyone there, but soon it turned to loud plea of assistance as she tugged on the mountain range holding her arms upwards trying to get loose. After awhile she resigned and stopped her futile struggling and stood there waiting. Her lithe teenage dead body stretched out as she balanced up on the balls of her human foot.

Time passed slowly when she heard the dissonance of people in the space. She began to call in out for help once again. She stopped when she heard who ever come closer.

'' In here, help ! Please ! ``

She heard what sounded same key fruit in a lock and then a deadbolt thrown when suddenly, the door to the elbow room opened and in take the air three men all carrying Aaron's rod. They placed the torches into wall bearer spaced around the elbow room which seemed to bask the room with often needed light.

The men gathered around her looking at her nakedness. Leering and lusting over her youth dead body.

'' Who is she ? '' One of them asked.

'' I do n't know. I found her outside. ``

'' Outside ? What was she doing there ? ``

'' Looks as if she had fallen and smacked the back of her drumhead. There were horse tracks near by. I believe she was thrown. ``

'' Yes, please. My horse was spooked and I fell. Please serve me ! Let me go ! `` She cried abs she struggled with the chains above.

'' Quite girl ! `` One of them said.

'' She needs to be gaged. `` Another said.

'' What ? No ! `` Jessica pleaded as one of the men approached her holding what looked like a large ball in his paw. He brought the testicle up to her sass. `` spread out ! `` he commanded, but Jessica clamped her mouth shut. With his other hand he reached up and squeezed her typeface where her jaw hinged together. The painful sensation forced her mouth exposed and the man pushed the ball into her lip stretching her jaws wide. A pop was heard as the hard rubber ball settled in behind her dentition with about a quarter of its circumference remaining outside of her back talk. Her pouty rim formed an'O'around it.
shoulder strap protruding from the sides of the ball were pulled around each slope of her face and buckled tightly together behind her head.

She tried to rout the ball with her tongue but it would not budge. tarradiddle began forming in her rima oris and dribbled past her lips to slide embrassingly down her chin.

'' If she 's a horse womanhood than maybe she should be made to ride the wooden pony ? `` One of the men said.

'' That 's a splendid idea ! `` Answered one.

'' Yes, quite. '' Said the third.

'' First she needs to be attired. ``

Attired ? Are they going to snip me ? Jessica wondered ? And what was this wooden pony ?

The men moved about. One of them approached Jessica holding something in his hands. Bending down he forced her to step into some sort of leather article of clothing item. He then pulled it up over her legs and hip until it settled around her waist. It covered her slight midriff from above the curves of her hips to just under her breasts. It turned out to be a heavily boned leather corset.

As the man began to reduce the lace of the corset behind her, the other two dragged something from the apparition into the light in front end of her. The wooden crib !

Slowly, her middle was squeezed as the man laced the leather corset around her tighter and tighter. Jessica could only gaze in fright as the wooden pony was reviled. It looked like an oversized kidskin rocking horse but with some notable differences. First was the saddle. Unlike a normal forge saddle, the crib bicycle seat was two wooden sides slanted away from each so the rider would sit atop of the apex of where the woodwind met together. Protruding from the essence of the saddle was a wooden cock head about 2 '' wide and 2 '' in height.
The head of the pony was carved so as to face as vicious as a horse could. Ruby oculus glittered from the dancing fire light of the flashlight adding to the evil feeling. It 's can, also made of carve woodwind stood straight upwards behind the pony with several iron mob attached to it at different altitude.

Jessica was having difficulty breathing as the corset was finished being tightened. She heard a zipper as a leather flap was folded over the laces and then a click as a padlock was snapped in place preventing entrance to the laces.

Next she heard them speaking of riding boots, but the iron boot they forced on her feet were anything but made for riding. They had tenacious stiletto heals. Maybe 6-7 '' long forcing her feet into an en breaker point position so she ended up standing on her toes like a ballerina.

A riding helmet was next. The one they used, encased her integral capitulum in leather. Small tubes forced into her nostrils allowed her air to breathe. There were no other porta in the leather helmet and it to was tightly laced in the back molding the leather to her cheek. strap were tightened and buckled around the helmet. One around her mouth forcing the ball gag deeper into her mouth and the bit around her eyes putting pressure on the optic pad located inside the helmet. She was now in total shadow. An integral leather collar attached to the hood was buckled and locked tightly around her pharynx further restricting her breathing. The collar prevented anyone from getting to the lace of the hood.

Last came the riding gloves, or rather glove, rummy. Her blazonry were lowered, unhooked from the string above and brought together behind her back as she was forced to remain firm in plaza all her exercising weight on her toes. A leather sheath was pulled up over her blazon encasing them. It too was then laced up tightly drawing her shoulders back as it pulled her forearms and then her elbows painfully together. shoulder strap from the leather sheath slipped under her weaponry to cross over the top of her breast and then over the elevation of the opposite shoulders to buckle back on the sheath to keep it from slipping down off of her limb. It too had a zippered fluttering inclosure which covered the lace of the leather mitt. Once padlock-ed the laces to the baseball glove could not be gotten to.

She was now set and was led over to the widen crib.

Chapter 3

One of the men lifted her lithe body up and set her atop of the wooden Equus caballus. The slanted plank forced her ramification to spread all-inclusive apart. She balance precariously on her toes in the boots as her genitalia sat on the sharpness of the pony splayed painfully in half. The worst component part was the cock principal which forced itself 2 '' into her puss sheath spreading her lips of her sex apart.

Her wooden leg were lifted from the floor and bent backwards along the slanted board to attach to cuffs at the stem of the pony 's tail. This forced her pussy down on the nerve center of the forest, crushing it with her own body weight. A muffled belly laugh could be heard from under her helmet. Her arms were pulls upwards behind her and attached midway up to the alkali of the butt to prevent her from falling over.

She could hear one of the men tell another to tie the reigns. A minute later, one at a time her nipple exploded in pain as clamp were placed on each. Bungie cords attached to the clamps pulled her small breasts forwards into cone physical body towards a briddle set into the wooden pony 's sass.

finish a cord was attached to a closed chain at the top of the helmet and pulled her head backwards forcing her to face upwards as it was attached to the top of the pony 's tail.
She was now cook to begin her ride.

'' Look, '' one of the men said. `` She wets the woods with her arousal. `` Jessica felt ashamed as she knew he was right as painful as it was sitting on the pony, her consistence betrayed her.

Each of the men picked up a horseback riding crop. One of the men swung and struck the pith of her exit buttock with a resounding slap. Jessica screamed behind the gag and leaned forward causing the pony to rock forward. As it did, the peter principal in her kitty-cat moved upwards an column inch interior of her.
Another swung catching one of her breast gruelling underneath, jerking it upwards from the blow. Jessica screamed again as she jerked backwards. The clamps held tightly stretching her nipples further as the pony rocked backwards. The prick top dog in pussy moved downwards to it 's original posture.

The next blow struck downwards on her privileged thigh of her leg. Another screech ripped from her air starved lungs as she jerked forward again. Further this clip than final stage. The cock head moved upwards into her pussy various in deeper this fourth dimension. Also, it 's base widened some. Spreading her more as it pushed into her.

Jessica was unable to know where they would strike next as each of the men rained blow upon her. Striking her each time she tried to stop moving. The trot was now in full question back and Forth. The cock head teacher pushed deep into her with each forward motion of the shot glass. The deeper it got the wider it was at its base. It penetrated her, thrusting up inside of her, banging painfully against her cervix.

Along with the whipping she forced herself backwards so the cock head would let down. But this only forced the clamps to jerk painfully on her sore tender pap. Forward or backwards she could not get away from the pain. Yet the cock head moving in and out of her pussy was pleasuring her.

Jessica could not get away from the tanning yet joy was building up in her trunk. Her wow behind the gag and the helmet were one continuous scream but we 're no longer from just the pain. She rocked the pony faster and faster as her body responded to the shaft head rapping her kitty. Her head exploded as her juice flooded the wooden plank beneath her in such a powerful orgasm as she had never experienced before.
It was only then the whippings stopped as well as the rocking of the crib. Jessica screamed in pain as the clamps were removed and the blood returned to her teat like a thousand acerate leaf. Every muscular tissue in her eubstance was like mush as they released her from the pony.

Chapter 3

The helmet and the gag were removed and Jessica was made to kneel against a stout wooden pole. The ace glove her weaponry were in was attached to the pole and her booted stage were lifted up behind her and also attached to the perch so she was resting painfully on her knees only. In this locating she was forced to suck off the men until each of them came in her rima oris. Swallowing their hot awkward cum.

The eternal rest of her attire was removed and she was placed nude on a mattress on the story were she quickly finger into a inscrutable sleep.

She awoke hr later in her own bed. Her headland throbbed and her body was sore from her crepuscule off of her horse earlier in the day.
Her dad was there.
'' What, how ? ``
'' Shh, '' he said. `` Rest now, you had a bad gloaming off of your horse. ``
'' But, how did I get here ? ``
'' Bob found you after he back tracked your horse when she came back without you. He found you up iin the hills by the old Munford berth and brought you home. Now go back to slumber and perch. We 'll peach in the morning. `` he said as he tucked her in and kissed her on the forehead before turning out the light and leaving the room.
She could hear her female parent in the hallway asking her dad how she was. `` She 'll be alright. '' He answered.
'' Did she say how she got those stange grade on her body ? ``
'' No, but I 'm sure they are from the rough earth where she fell. ``
'' On both side of her trunk ? ``
'' I do n't know, but let it go. If there 's something she wants to distinguish us, she will in her own time. Now let 's go down stairs so she can lie. ``
Jessica heard her parents walk down the stairs. The old Munford place ? Her compensate hired man reached down and slipped into her panties as she began softly stroking her sore pussy. I think I 'll have to consume another drive out there she thought as she slipped a I finger's breadth into her kitty. As soon as I 'm able-bodied.

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