Date: Fri, 11 Jun 2010 08:34:48 -0700
From: mdrx@juno.com
Subject: The big dick whack job

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.

Copyright rules apply.

If you would like to suggest a fetish with horses or something wild or
crazy you would like me to include you are gladly encouraged to e-mailing
me at: mdrx@juno.com

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