Slave Helen goes horse riding.
It’s a beautiful summer’s morning, I am driving north into the Yorkshire Dales and on a day like today there is no better place to be with all the breathtaking scenery. Sat beside me is Helen not quite sure where we are going or what is going to happen. All she does know is that she received a message from me last weekend to keep this weekend free because we would be embarking on our latest adventure. I have had to borrow a friend’s estate car to carry all the equipment we are going to need and the boxes in the back keep attracting my Slave’s attention but she dare not ask what is inside them. She knows better than that. Helen as ever is immaculately dressed, wearing exactly what I told her. Her blouse is white silk and just caresses her breasts as she is wearing no bra, or panties today, while her legs are encased in skin tight cream jodhpurs. Little does she realize but these give quite a clue as to our final destination. On her feet are black leather riding boots designed specially for me and made by a local company. They are knee high and have a locking strap at the top of the leg which is secured by a small padlock, effectively making it impossible to take the boot off. On the inside leg of each boot is a series of four very small metal rings and when Helen got sat in the car this morning I attached the boots to each other again with padlocks. Her legs are now totally shackled to each other; she will have to hop when we finally arrive.
“Are you looking forward to your weekend away, my Slave?” “Yes Master as ever I am filled with excitement and fear but am already feeling very horny at the thought of what is to come, you never fail to surprise me”. I reach across and slide my hand between her legs, I can feel the wetness from her pussy though her jodhpurs, she is indeed horny. On the hillside in front of us I point out our destination a series of building miles away from anywhere. We follow a long dirt track until at last we are here. Helen smiles at me, she now knows this weekend she is again going to live out one of her deepest, darkest fantasies. Our host Richard is there to greet us and is joined by one of his young stable girls holding a magnificent looking chestnut stallion which is going to be Helen’s companion for the weekend. I help Helen out of the car; she is a little unsteady with her legs locked together. I notice the stable-girl, is transfixed on Helen’s body and is also taking a great interest in her footwear. Richard has done well; he said he thought Carol had lesbian tendencies and as we already know so does Helen. Carol is a petit young thing around 18 years of age with long blond hair and the most gorgeous blue eyes. They are going to get on just fine, I think to myself. I attach a rein to Helen’s collar and lead her, hopping behind me to the house. Meanwhile, Carol leads the horse back to the stables and two other stable boys unload the boxes and cases from the car. Richard has given the rest of the staff the weekend off and sworn the three remaining to total secrecy, although I am sure news of what happens here this weekend will leak out.
We reach the house followed by a stable boy carrying two suit cases one marked Saturday the other Sunday. He carries them upstairs and I pick up Helen put her over my shoulder and follow him up the stairs firmly slapping Helens buttocks all the way up. The young stable lad looks amazed and a little embarrassed as. I dump my Slave on the bed and thank him, telling him I will no doubt see him later. I unlock the padlocks on Helen’s boots and order her to strip. Helen is taken aback a little with my forcefulness, however I have had a bad week, as one of my other Slaves, Sarah has been very disobedient recently and has been testing my patience. I fear Helen may be getting more punishment than usual this weekend in place of the young lady who should be feeling the full force of my wrath. Very quickly Helen is stood stark naked in the middle of the room, she gets more delectable every time I see her; I truly am a lucky Master. From the Saturday suitcase I take a white leather strapped body harness and if I could just figure out all the straps I would put in on my Slave. With a little help from her we get the harness over her head and I buckle the first two straps one just above and one just below her breasts, making sure I have a good tweak of her nipples as I adjust them, before giving each tit a good slap. The next strap buckles just above her hips leaving two more dangling down in front of her and these are passed between her legs and butt cheeks and locked at the back. I adjust the straps to go either side of her pussy lips causing them to protrude a lot more than normal. A quick finger insertion confirms my Slave is getting turned on, she is dripping wet. I now move around the back and on each of the straps around her body are further straps to bind her arms. Once all these are buckled Helens arms form a V behind her back, her wrists bound together just above her ass. I point to the mirror, “How does that look and feel Slave?”. I looks wonderful Master, but is a little tight around my crotch”. Again a mistake by her, and I pick up the riding crop from the case and give her 6 sharp slaps on her pussy. Again, Helen is a little taken aback by the severity of the strokes but I have not finished each breast gets half a dozen heavy strokes also. I move towards her as a tear rolls down her cheek, kiss each breast as a kind of apology. There are marks on them from the crop and I can feel the radiated heat. It’s that other bitch who should be suffering not Helen I think to myself, she will pay dearly next time I see her.
Next the boots are again locked onto each foot but not locked together so at least she will be able to walk and we head outside to the stable where young Carol is waiting to greet us. Her eyes almost pop out when she sees Helen and she stands, speechless. “I suppose I should introduce you, Helen this is Carol, Carol this is Helen”. Again Carol is speechless so I encourage her, “She can’t shake hands with you Carol so I suppose the only way to greet her is to kiss her, go on you know you want to”. Carol moves towards my Slave and tenderly puts a hand on each of Helen’s cheeks before giving her a slow tender kiss smack on the lips. Helen responds and the kiss gets more prolonged. “Ok you two enough there will be time to get acquainted later”. “Carol why don’t you put the head harness on Helen, you are much more used to it than I am, although I realize it is normally horses you deal with”. A couple of minutes later and Helen is ready, now with a white head harness with bit gag and blinkers attached. I take Helen’s rein, attached the the rings holding the gag in her mouth and lead her over to the stallion we met early which is now full saddled and waiting for her. This is a saddle with a difference, it has two 5 inch dildos attached to the seat and instead of stirrups there is a leather kind of V shape on either side which fastens under the horse’s belly. On this is a row of similar small rings like on the side of Helen’s boots. With the help of a small step-ladder I help Helen on to the back of the horse before moving her gently forward until the first dildo is resting against her pussy. I then take a bottle of lubricant and coat both dildos liberally and also her pussy and asshole with my fingers. Helen looks very apprehensive as I move her forward and with some difficulty position each dildo at the entrance to it corresponding orifice. I gently lower Helen and as each of the protuberances enters her body I can feel her tense up and start to shake. Finally, she screams loudly as the full length of each is deeply embedded inside her. “Master, I can’t stand it,. The pain.” she mumbles through the bit gag. I kiss her on the cheek and get down from the stepladder, at the same time handing 4 little padlocks to Carol and taking 4 myself. These are used the padlock her boots on either side of the saddle so, that with nothing the get any purchase from those dildos will be deep inside her as she rides around the arena adjoining the stable. Carol takes the horse’s reins and leads it slowly through to the arena, each step bringing a grimace and slight scream from my bound slave. Carol leads them around the arena and I follow alongside every so often giving Helen a slap from the riding crop. I tell Carol to quicken up slightly and I increase the thrust of my arm as I whip Helen’s ass good and proper, causing it to glow red. Again I am taking my anger out on Helen when that other bitch, Sarah should be getting the punishment. I get a little bored after a few minutes and decide, before I cause Helen any permanent scars on her butt I should adjourn to the house for a coffee and calm down. I want to enjoy the weekend and I want Helen to enjoy it, but I think just at the moment Helen has plenty to think about bouncing up and down on those dildos. So I relax chatting with Richard and wonder what I will find when I return to the arena……………and that will be revealed next time.
“Are you looking forward to your weekend away, my Slave?” “Yes Master as ever I am filled with excitement and fear but am already feeling very horny at the thought of what is to come, you never fail to surprise me”. I reach across and slide my hand between her legs, I can feel the wetness from her pussy though her jodhpurs, she is indeed horny. On the hillside in front of us I point out our destination a series of building miles away from anywhere. We follow a long dirt track until at last we are here. Helen smiles at me, she now knows this weekend she is again going to live out one of her deepest, darkest fantasies. Our host Richard is there to greet us and is joined by one of his young stable girls holding a magnificent looking chestnut stallion which is going to be Helen’s companion for the weekend. I help Helen out of the car; she is a little unsteady with her legs locked together. I notice the stable-girl, is transfixed on Helen’s body and is also taking a great interest in her footwear. Richard has done well; he said he thought Carol had lesbian tendencies and as we already know so does Helen. Carol is a petit young thing around 18 years of age with long blond hair and the most gorgeous blue eyes. They are going to get on just fine, I think to myself. I attach a rein to Helen’s collar and lead her, hopping behind me to the house. Meanwhile, Carol leads the horse back to the stables and two other stable boys unload the boxes and cases from the car. Richard has given the rest of the staff the weekend off and sworn the three remaining to total secrecy, although I am sure news of what happens here this weekend will leak out.
We reach the house followed by a stable boy carrying two suit cases one marked Saturday the other Sunday. He carries them upstairs and I pick up Helen put her over my shoulder and follow him up the stairs firmly slapping Helens buttocks all the way up. The young stable lad looks amazed and a little embarrassed as. I dump my Slave on the bed and thank him, telling him I will no doubt see him later. I unlock the padlocks on Helen’s boots and order her to strip. Helen is taken aback a little with my forcefulness, however I have had a bad week, as one of my other Slaves, Sarah has been very disobedient recently and has been testing my patience. I fear Helen may be getting more punishment than usual this weekend in place of the young lady who should be feeling the full force of my wrath. Very quickly Helen is stood stark naked in the middle of the room, she gets more delectable every time I see her; I truly am a lucky Master. From the Saturday suitcase I take a white leather strapped body harness and if I could just figure out all the straps I would put in on my Slave. With a little help from her we get the harness over her head and I buckle the first two straps one just above and one just below her breasts, making sure I have a good tweak of her nipples as I adjust them, before giving each tit a good slap. The next strap buckles just above her hips leaving two more dangling down in front of her and these are passed between her legs and butt cheeks and locked at the back. I adjust the straps to go either side of her pussy lips causing them to protrude a lot more than normal. A quick finger insertion confirms my Slave is getting turned on, she is dripping wet. I now move around the back and on each of the straps around her body are further straps to bind her arms. Once all these are buckled Helens arms form a V behind her back, her wrists bound together just above her ass. I point to the mirror, “How does that look and feel Slave?”. I looks wonderful Master, but is a little tight around my crotch”. Again a mistake by her, and I pick up the riding crop from the case and give her 6 sharp slaps on her pussy. Again, Helen is a little taken aback by the severity of the strokes but I have not finished each breast gets half a dozen heavy strokes also. I move towards her as a tear rolls down her cheek, kiss each breast as a kind of apology. There are marks on them from the crop and I can feel the radiated heat. It’s that other bitch who should be suffering not Helen I think to myself, she will pay dearly next time I see her.
Next the boots are again locked onto each foot but not locked together so at least she will be able to walk and we head outside to the stable where young Carol is waiting to greet us. Her eyes almost pop out when she sees Helen and she stands, speechless. “I suppose I should introduce you, Helen this is Carol, Carol this is Helen”. Again Carol is speechless so I encourage her, “She can’t shake hands with you Carol so I suppose the only way to greet her is to kiss her, go on you know you want to”. Carol moves towards my Slave and tenderly puts a hand on each of Helen’s cheeks before giving her a slow tender kiss smack on the lips. Helen responds and the kiss gets more prolonged. “Ok you two enough there will be time to get acquainted later”. “Carol why don’t you put the head harness on Helen, you are much more used to it than I am, although I realize it is normally horses you deal with”. A couple of minutes later and Helen is ready, now with a white head harness with bit gag and blinkers attached. I take Helen’s rein, attached the the rings holding the gag in her mouth and lead her over to the stallion we met early which is now full saddled and waiting for her. This is a saddle with a difference, it has two 5 inch dildos attached to the seat and instead of stirrups there is a leather kind of V shape on either side which fastens under the horse’s belly. On this is a row of similar small rings like on the side of Helen’s boots. With the help of a small step-ladder I help Helen on to the back of the horse before moving her gently forward until the first dildo is resting against her pussy. I then take a bottle of lubricant and coat both dildos liberally and also her pussy and asshole with my fingers. Helen looks very apprehensive as I move her forward and with some difficulty position each dildo at the entrance to it corresponding orifice. I gently lower Helen and as each of the protuberances enters her body I can feel her tense up and start to shake. Finally, she screams loudly as the full length of each is deeply embedded inside her. “Master, I can’t stand it,. The pain.” she mumbles through the bit gag. I kiss her on the cheek and get down from the stepladder, at the same time handing 4 little padlocks to Carol and taking 4 myself. These are used the padlock her boots on either side of the saddle so, that with nothing the get any purchase from those dildos will be deep inside her as she rides around the arena adjoining the stable. Carol takes the horse’s reins and leads it slowly through to the arena, each step bringing a grimace and slight scream from my bound slave. Carol leads them around the arena and I follow alongside every so often giving Helen a slap from the riding crop. I tell Carol to quicken up slightly and I increase the thrust of my arm as I whip Helen’s ass good and proper, causing it to glow red. Again I am taking my anger out on Helen when that other bitch, Sarah should be getting the punishment. I get a little bored after a few minutes and decide, before I cause Helen any permanent scars on her butt I should adjourn to the house for a coffee and calm down. I want to enjoy the weekend and I want Helen to enjoy it, but I think just at the moment Helen has plenty to think about bouncing up and down on those dildos. So I relax chatting with Richard and wonder what I will find when I return to the arena……………and that will be revealed next time.
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