Jessica 's Pony Ride

Chapter 1

Around eleven pm Jessica had finally finished the third gear book of Ann Sir Tim Rice 's quiescence knockout erotica. She reached over and snapped off her Night stand lamp pitching her bedroom into darkness. She slipped her hired hand under her cover version and reached down between her longsighted tilt legs, she spread them apart and used her right deal to cup her mons. She used her fingers to stroke her privileged thighs and then slowly moved closer towards covered sex. She pulled the voider of her panty aside and began to research the lips of her sex.

Her fingers stroked up and down between the back talk of her pussy ever so slowly. She felt her petals of her sex open up like a blossoming flower as her fingers slipped their way in between her internal lips. Bending the end of her index finger she felt her sex subject up and accept her fingerbreadth. 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 middle finger joined her indicator finger and entered her puss. Her cocktail dress tighten around both finger as the pace of her rhythm picked up. Her finger now wet with her lovemaking juices, moved in and out at a moderate footstep. more groan escaped her brim. Her legs spread even wider as she pulled her knees up closer to her body, toes pointed outward.

Jessica increased the tread of her fingering. She began pumping her fingers harder and faster into her pussy. Her provide hired man moved up to her small breast as she began toying with her nipple, pulling and squeezing it. Rolling it between her fingers. She began to thrust her hips upwards to contact the inner stroke of her fingers. Her left deal went back down to pussy. She reached interior of her panties and found her clit. Her right hand pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy as the fingers of her go forth hands now rubbed her clitorus vigorously.

Her breathing was now rapid when suddenly the coming washed over her like a blissful tidal waving of pleasure. Her soundbox stiffened, her ramification pressed down on the bed as she arched her back lifting her hips off of the bed. A cheap serial of moan left her lips as her body responded to the orgasm.

thirty seconds later Jessica relaxed and her body dropped back down to the bed as the delight that rocked her cosmos subsided. She slowly pulled her fingers out of her pussycat. She squeezed her thighs together keeping her workforce cup over her mons as she felt the Cartesian product of her orgasm leak out into her panties and onto her bed. She pulled the now wet step-in down off of her long legs and threw them into the corner of her room. Quickly she covered her naked body with her mantle and pealing over onto her side of meat, she closed her centre and fell quickly to kip with a grin on her lips.

The next morning found Jessica early at the stables. She saddled her horse and mounted her to ride. Riding since she was nine, it was her joy and escape from the earthly concern. Since it was Sat, she would get Billie out for a long day ride.

Taking a track she had n't taken in a farsighted time, she headed out. The lead took her through the woods and then out through a few theater of operations before turning back into the woods again and climbing up into the Benny Hill. She had been traveling for several 60 minutes when she spied a small route off to the right. Pulling on the reins she turned her horse cavalry to play along the path. Following the path took her through More woods and then to a clarification. On the far side of the clearing sat an old Victorian nursing home. Run down from years of disuse, it 's paint faded and cracked. Windows missing and boards covering others. Almost as if the place looked to be haunted.

She wanted to tax a closer looking and urged her Equus caballus forward when suddenly something spooked Billie and she reared up on to her hind legs throwing Jessica from the saddle. Falling backwards off of her horse her soundbox hit the ground knocking the wind out of her lungs and hitting the back of her head on the hard footing she passed out.

Chapter 2

When Jessica awoke, she immediately knew something was wrong. She she shook her head to shed light on the gossamer from her head when she noticed she was standing just. She tried to move her subdivision but found that they were held up over her top dog. Leather cuffs encircled her wrists and we 're in turn chained up to the ceiling. That 's when she also noticed she was totally nude person.

She began to shake and looking around the room, could see very little in the darken shadows of the place. Her room was eirily lit but by a single flashlight burning in a bulwark bearer just inside a threshold. A very ominous looking, punishing wooden door. Jessica began to bid out. First, it was just hello and is anyone there, but soon it turned to loud pleas of help as she tugged on the chains holding her arms upwards trying to get loose. After awhile she resigned and stopped her futile struggling and stood there waiting. Her lithe teen body stretched out as she balanced up on the balls of her feet.

Time passed slowly when she heard the noise of people in the distance. She began to shout out out for helper once again. She stopped when she heard who ever come closer.

'' In here, help ! Please ! ``

She heard what sounded like samara in a whorl and then a bolt thrown when suddenly, the threshold to the room opened and in take the air three men all carrying torches. They placed the common mullein into wall holders spaced around the way which seemed to relish the elbow room with much needed light.

The men gathered around her looking at her nakedness. Leering and lusting over her untested eubstance.

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

'' I do n't cognise. I found her exterior. ``

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

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

'' Yes, please. My knight was spooked and I fell. Please help me ! Let me go ! `` She cried abs she struggled with the chain 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 magnanimous testis in his hand. He brought the ball up to her lips. `` Open ! `` he commanded, but Jessica clamped her mouth shut. With his other hand he reached up and squeezed her nerve where her jaw hinged together. The pain forced her lip open and the man pushed the ball into her mouth stretching her jaws extensive. A pop was heard as the hard rubber ball settled in behind her tooth with about a twenty-five percent of its circuit remaining outside of her sassing. Her pouty lip formed an'O'around it.
Straps protruding from the sides of the ball were pulled around each side of her face and buckled tightly together behind her caput.

She tried to oust the testicle with her glossa but it would not budge. Drool began forming in her mouth and dribbled past her lips to slide embrassingly down her Kuki-Chin.

'' If she 's a buck woman 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 dress up 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 mistreat into some sorting of leather habiliment token. He then pulled it up over her legs and hips until it settled around her waist. It covered her slender midsection from above the curve of her hips to just under her breasts. It turned out to be a heavily boned leather stays.

As the man began to fasten the lace of the stays behind her, the other two dragged something from the shadows into the twinkle in battlefront of her. The wooden trot !

Slowly, her midsection was squeezed as the man laced the leather corset around her tighter and tighter. Jessica could only stare in fearfulness as the wooden pony was reviled. It looked like an oversized kids rocking sawbuck but with some notable departure. First was the saddle. Unlike a rule shaped bicycle seat, the trot saddle was two wooden sides slanted away from each so the rider would sit atop of the apex of where the wood met together. Protruding from the center of the saddle was a wooden cock promontory about 2 '' wide and 2 '' in height.
The headland of the crib was carved so as to bet as evil as a horse could. Ruby eyes glittered from the dancing ardour light of the blowlamp adding to the vicious look. It 's tail, also made of carved wood stood neat upwards behind the pony with respective atomic number 26 ringing attached to it at different tallness.

Jessica was having difficultness breathing as the corset was finished being tightened. She heard a zip as a leather flap was folded over the lacing and then a click as a padlock was snapped in post preventing entry to the lace.

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

A riding helmet was side by side. The one they used, encased her entire principal in leather. Small tubes forced into her nostrils allowed her air to rest. There were no other openings in the leather helmet and it to was tightly laced in the back molding the leather to her face. Straps were tightened and buckled around the helmet. One around her back talk forcing the ball gag deeper into her mouth and the second around her eyes putting air pressure on the center pads located inside the helmet. She was now in total duskiness. An integral leather pinch attached to the lens hood was buckled and locked tightly around her throat further restricting her breathing. The collar prevented anyone from getting to the laces of the hood.

Last came the riding gloves, or rather glove, peculiar. Her weapons system were lowered, unhooked from the chain above and brought together behind her back as she was forced to suffer in lieu all her weight on her toes. A leather case was pulled up over her arms encasing them. It too was then laced up tightly drawing her shoulders back as it pulled her forearms and then her cubital joint painfully together. Straps from the leather cocktail dress slipped under her arms to cross over the top of her breasts and then over the top of the opponent shoulder joint to heave back on the case to hold back it from slipping down off of her arms. It too had a zippered flap envelopment which covered the lacing of the leather glove. Once padlock-ed the lacing to the glove could not be gotten to.

She was now ready and was led over to the extend pony.

Chapter 3

One of the men lifted her lithe body up and set her atop of the wooden knight. The lean plank forced her leg to spread full apart. She balance precariously on her toes in the boots as her genitals sat on the border of the crib splayed painfully in half. The worst part was the shaft head which forced itself 2 '' into her pussy sheath spreading her lips of her sex apart.

Her legs were lifted from the floor and bent backwards along the slanted plank to attach to turnup at the base of the pony 's prat. This forced her cunt down on the center of the wood, crushing it with her own organic structure free weight. A muffled screaming could be heard from under her helmet. Her arms were pulls upwards behind her and attached midway up to the foot of the tail to preclude her from falling over.

She could take heed one of the men tell another to attach the sovereignty. A minute later, one at a time her nipples exploded in pain as clamp were placed on each. Bungie electric cord attached to the clinch pulled her belittled breasts forwards into cone shapes towards a briddle set into the wooden pony 's lip.

Last a corduroy was attached to a ring at the top of the helmet and pulled her foreland backwards forcing her to face upwards as it was attached to the top of the pony 's arse.
She was now ready to set out her ride.

'' smell, '' one of the men said. `` She wets the woodwind with her arousal. `` Jessica felt ashamed as she knew he was right as sore as it was sitting on the pony, her body betrayed her.

Each of the men picked up a horseback riding crop. One of the men swung and struck the marrow of her entrust buttock with a resounding slap. Jessica screamed behind the gag and leaned forward causing the pony to rock forward. As it did, the stopcock head in her cunt moved upwards an inch interior of her.
Another swung catching one of her breast hard 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 cock head in pussy moved downwards to it 's original berth.

The next blow struck downwards on her inner thigh of her leg. Another shriek ripped from her air starved lungs as she jerked forward again. Further this time than lastly. The cock foreland moved upwards into her pussycat respective inches deeper this time. Also, it 's base widened some. Spreading her more as it pushed into her.

Jessica was unable to live where they would strike next as each of the men rained puff upon her. Striking her each prison term she tried to stop moving. The jigger was now in to the full motion back and forth. The rooster nous pushed deep into her with each forward apparent movement of the jigger. The mystifying it got the wider it was at its understructure. It penetrated her, thrusting up inside of her, banging painfully against her cervix uteri.

Along with the whipping she forced herself backwards so the cock head would lower. But this only forced the clamp to yank painfully on her sore supply ship nipples. Forward or backwards she could not get away from the pain. Yet the pecker mind moving in and out of her kitty was pleasuring her.

Jessica could not get away from the walloping yet pleasure was building up in her body. Her sidesplitter behind the gag and the helmet were one continuous scream but we 're no longer from just the annoyance. She rocked the trot faster and faster as her dead body responded to the peter head rapping her cunt. Her head exploded as her juices flooded the wooden plank beneath her in such a powerful sexual climax as she had never experienced before.
It was only then the whippings stopped as well as the rocking of the pony. Jessica screamed in pain in the ass as the clamp were removed and the blood returned to her teat like a thou needle. Every muscle in her body was the likes of 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 perch. The single glove her subdivision were in was attached to the magnetic pole and her booted legs were lifted up behind her and also attached to the pole so she was resting painfully on her knees only. In this position she was forced to breastfeed off the men until each of them came in her oral fissure. Swallowing their hot gluey cum.

The rest of her garb was removed and she was placed nude on a mattress on the floor were she quickly finger into a cryptical sleep.

She awoke hours later in her own bed. Her headway throbbed and her torso was sore from her descent off of her Equus caballus earlier in the day.
Her dad was there.
'' What, how ? ``
'' Shh, '' he said. `` Rest now, you had a bad fall off of your horse cavalry. ``
'' 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 piazza and brought you home. Now go back to sleep and rest. We 'll verbalize in the morning. `` he said as he tucked her in and kissed her on the brow before turning out the visible 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 marks on her organic structure ? ``
'' No, but I 'm certainly they are from the rocky ground where she fell. ``
'' On both sides of her body ? ``
'' I do n't eff, but let it go. If there 's something she wants to assure us, she will in her own prison term. Now let 's go down stairs so she can pillow. ``
Jessica heard her parents walk down the steps. The old Munford topographic point ? Her right bridge player reached down and slipped into her panties as she began softly stroking her sore puss. I think I 'll feature to consume another drive out there she thought as she slipped a single finger into her twat. As soon as I 'm able.

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