His sack tingled as he watched her demonstrate on horseback for her students. He would save cleaning the stalls near the arena for when her class was in session. Now and then she would mount a students horse and show everyone what she was trying to tell them. He would drop everything whenever she did this and find a discrete place to watch. One time, he actu...
I was honored when Randi asked me to participate in this. The theme isn't one of my stronger topics and I suggested to Randi that it may be best I step away. She threatened to come find me if I did, so I took the cowards way out and wrote this to stop her from being angry with me. My two closest friends did find one hole in the storyline and I'm hoping they...
I had this idea. I'd decided that I could make a living by buying a dude ranch and turning it into a wedding chapel. You know, a place where the happy couple could go get married with all the cowboy trimmings - trail rides and hay rides in a wagon for the wedding party, cookouts and sing-alongs around the big campfire. We'd have cute little rooms for the...
Margaret woke up with a feeling in her stomach she knew all too well. Stretched out on a bed made of buffalo hide, she uttered a groan, then softly rubbed her belly in hopes of lessening the pain. The nasty cramps in her lower stomach told her it was that time of the month, and forcing herself upward, reached for her deer hide dress. After slipping into it s...
Author's Note: This chapter deals largely with the power dynamic between master and slave as they flee the city. The next chapter, coming soon, will feature the dark deeds within the realm that they are journeying to 😊 ***** It was still three hours before dawn when they stole out the dark alleyway. "Come slave, it is three hours' ride to the gate. We mu...
After I wrote the original story, I received some comments and several emails that asked or suggested that I continue the adventures of Tyler Rawlings, his younger brother John and John's wife Molly. I just reread my tale and have decided that maybe those characters haven't completed their story. Because of the suggestions and because I wanted to write ano...
The hot July sun was beating down, melting every thing in sight, it was just past noon and coming up on the hottest part of the day. The air was full of dust and tiny bits of straw, hay, and just about any other pice of dried, brown organic matter that grew or was dumped in this part of the country. The young woman stood off to the side of the huge barn door...
Each step I took down the hall was a little less sticky as the eruption that just took place began to dry. Really I wasn't this stupid, but there was something exciting about what I had just done and no one would really get to know about it but me. I smiled a little to myself. The witch had done something to me, but I was somehow excited about it at the s...
Sir grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. He stares at me and my chin falls. "Susie, you are to be punished," he states. He leads me towards the spanking horse. Taking my hand, he pulls me over it. My skirt rises, revealing my maroon gym knickers. Each leg of the horse is fitted with a leather cuff. Sir binds me tightly by the wrists and ankles. I hear...
"Damn it Charles," Finley yelled angrily, having taken on the role of protective older brother to Cynara, "What the hell were you thinking?" "What the hell are you thinking, can't you see you're upsetting her?" Charles demanded fiercely. "Don't act like you're not to blame for this. The girl has been with us for less than a week and you've already seduced...