Date: Tue, 1 Jun 2010 09:19:15 -0700
From: mdrx@juno.com
Subject: The Ranch Rauch # 7 the day of rebirth

This story is completely fictional. It is about the relationship between me
and multiple guys and mustang 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, mustangs, 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 mustangs 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 mustang 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. (Something special happens in this
chapter)

The herd: Tar Baby, Gizmo, Twinkie, Comet, Daisy, Phantom, Dancer, Gambit,
and Thumper


THE DAY OF REBIRTH #7

I wake up on Bazookas belly and recall what happened yesterday. I was tied
under Bazookas belly and my dick was whacked while jumping over logs,
sometimes bare, sometimes with a metal cover over my dick and was severely
whacked all day. I remember Master Rick saying that today was my last day
and today was to be most painful and brutal and I spent the night here on
Bazookas belly overnight.

I tell Bazooka lets go see what is in store for me. I get off Bazookas
belly and he rolls over and I get on and he does a half rear that sends the
force into my dick to make it tremble and we trot back to the old house. We
get there and Master Wes comes out to greet us and spanks my dick a few
times to get it to throb and we go inside.

We all have breakfast and Master Rick says today you will need to make the
ultimate commitment and sacrifice. If you want it your name will die and
you will be reborn into the boy that we want.  Once started we will not
stop until done and this involves extreme hard core bondage. Do you want to
proceed?  I answer yes.

The thong is taken off and my dick freed fully stretches and hardens up in
a moment. I feel deer hide on my dick and am forced into a deer hide
thong. My dick seems to enjoy the soft hide and softens enough to mold to
the thong.

A hood is put on me cutting off light and sound and a gag is attached so I
cannot speak. I am led outside and am put on Bazooka and Master Wes gets on
behind and we ride double to the forest. On the way Master Wes tickles my
nipples and my dick and abdominal muscles twitch with excitement and we
seem not to go far when we stop. I sense another mustang with Master Rick
come up. Master Rick says this is your last chance to say no, I nod yes.

We get off our mustangs and I smell burnt wood and I think a camping
spot. Master Wes say's hands in front and pump your chest like working out,
I do so while I am pushed back so I am against a tree. Master Rick say's
stop and squeeze your nut sack with both hands as hard as possible. I do so
and gasp as I feel a bird claw dig in above my right nipple. Then another
claw digs in above my left nipple and I inhale to scream when I get spanked
hard in the abs. Master Rick say's quiet and I feel a needle inserted into
both claws but I absorb the pain but start to tremble slightly.

My thong is removed and my dick hardens solid in a moment. I feel rope
being loosely around the needles, and my hands are tied to my side. It
feels like the other end of the rope is tied to the other mustang. Breathe
deeply I am told and I do so. Bazooka licks my nipples to make my chest
tremble and I gasp inward as I am lifted off the ground a few feet and my
body weight hangs on the claws and needles.

My dick is test bent and I tremble and brace for whatever is coming
next. Both Master Rick and Master Wes spank me hard both front and back at
the same time. My body starts to shake from the spanking and pain. I sense
after a bit that my entire body is red from being spanked and I am gasping
from the strain and pain when they stop.

My dick is solid and I am trembling hard from the punishment. I feel
Bazooka licking me saying its okay and after a moment of deep breathing, I
stop trembling. In a quick movement Bazooka bends my dick under me with his
head. He lifts me so that my body weight shifts from the claws to my
dick. I scream as loud as possible through the gag with my dick bearing my
body weight. Bazooka lowers me so the claws take hold again.

Bazooka sucks my dick to calm the trembling but I do not cum. My dick
hardens fully and Bazooka stops sucking me and bends my dick again and
lifts me off the claws again while I scream through the gag and he repeats
it several times before I am lowered to the ground. I do not even attempt
to get up. I feel Bazooka walk up and suck my dick and I cum hard.

I feel the needles come off and I scream again as the claws are removed. I
feel my chest being bandaged and wrapped and the thong put back on. I
nearly pass out from the pain and throbbing when I am put back on Bazooka
and Master Wes gets on behind me to hold me in place and we walk back to
the old house.

I am taken inside the house laid on the floor and my bandage is
checked. The thong is slid off and my dick hardens in a moment. I feel
ropes tied to my legs and I am hoisted upside down. My legs are spread wide
then massaged a little and yanked farther. I am spanked and flogged until
my lower body is red again and trembling.

I am lowered back down and nearly lose consciousness and I feel being
secured tightly by my arms and my legs spread out as far as they will go. A
pair of ropes is untied and I feel the tip of the big butt plug I
experienced a day or so ago. I pull myself up and the remaining ropes are
removed.

Only my arms are holding me off the plug and they do for awhile. They begin
to tire and gravity starts pulling me down on the plug. I realize the plug
is dry but ready to receive me. My arms are shaking and give out and my
body weight slams in the plug with force. I scream through the gag and my
dick severely pressured, starts to throb and starts to cum as I loose
consciousness.

I wake up and realize that most of the day is gone. The gag is removed and
I seem to be secured so well that I cannot move. I tense my dick but there
is no response, nor from my legs and arms. I remember with difficulty that
I was hanged by the chest, crucified and rammed in the ass with a big
plug. Those are the most barbaric forms of punishment one could endure but
I do not think I am done with it yet.

I feel that my nut sack and dick is being saved for the last. I have a few
ideas but will wait to see what is in store for me. I doze off relaxing
thinking the test will come soon enough. While dozing, my mind wanders and
I hear music in the background. I have heard the music before but could not
recall where it came from. It is a nice melody that seems that has no end
but like a loop.

I focus on the melody to make it louder and start humming along with it. I
start to sense a presence within my mind that I have not felt before. My
mind must be completely open to anything. I say in my mind hello there, and
am stunned when a foreign male voice says welcome back boy. I ask who are
you and the response was you know me all to well.

I ask how long have you been in my mind and the response was since you were
born. I have been searching for you. I have been trying to reach you but we
had many near misses. I saw you when you were growing up on a farm and
dreaming of me. I saw you at a horse jumping show and called to you. Fate
had it in store that we not meet until this particular time and space.

I can hear you but cannot see you. That is true as it is dark now and you
are almost dead. But I am hear now and will protect you as much as I can so
rest for now. What you have felt these past few days is nothing as to
compare what is to come tomorrow and it will consume you if you are not
ready to accept it. Rest now boy and dream of happy thoughts. The music
seems to fade as I lose consciousness.

I feel myself getting rubbed and I slowly open my eyes and Master Rick says
morning. I am lying on the couch shrink wrapped like a piece of meat. You
had quite a day and you were very brave. Master Wes and I thought it best
to shrink wrap you as you body took much punishment and did not want you to
hurt yourself further so your body could start to heal.

Master Rick asks what you felt during the night. I said oddly I herd
mountain music and a voice saying that I would have the hardest test to
do. Master Rick says hmmm. I must think on that but for now I will release
you from the wrap. I feel like a second skin is being removed and I get up
slowly from the couch.

My bandages from my chest are removed and I walk to a mirror and I am
amazed that I look beefier and leaner. I look at my dick and it seems to be
longer and stronger even with the pounding it took over the past few
days. Master Rick says after breakfast we will go into town and get your
truck. It was fixed mid week but since you were having fun I decided to
wait till now to get it. I say okay.

We have breakfast and ask where Master Wes is? Master Rick said that he
went into town early to get supplies and will be back after breakfast. I
change into my clothes and barely fit into the jeans and t-shirt. The tow
truck has come to take me to the auto repair shop and I get the truck and
return. I sense something on Master Rick's mind when I get back. Master
Rick says go and get Bazooka and brush him down then come see me.

I find Bazooka in his stall and give him a brush down. I take off the
t-shirt and jeans and he caresses my nipples and sucks lightly on my
dick. I give him a hard hug and say to him that I fear what will happen
today. Bazooka hugs back as if understanding what I had said.

I return back to the house and both Master Rick and Master Wes, just
getting back with supplies, are waiting for me. He says time for you to
leave. I say what?  You must now return home and resume you job. I stand
there completely stunned that I would actually leave. I ask what do I owe
you and Master Rick says nothing. Your work and play have been a great joy
to both Master Wes and me. Go and get your clothes and will meet you out at
the truck.

I get my clothes and as I walk out I notice Bazooka and the other mustangs
watching me from the pasture. I give Both Master Rick and Master Wes a big
hug. I turn to look at Bazooka but his back is turned and nose on the
ground apparently crying. I am crying too with grief as if loosing a
friend. I start to pull out but stop at the entryway. I consider what I am
leaving and cannot do it so I back in.

I say to Master Rick and Master Wes I cannot leave with tears in my eyes. I
feel I am bound to Bazooka in a special way. I do not know how or when but
it is true. I freely give everything I own to the both of you so I can stay
here. Master Rick says there is only one that can give such a grant and
that is Bazooka himself.

I call to Bazooka to ask to stay and he leaps over the fence and charges at
me and stops nearly knocking me over and licks me in the face. Master Wes
says that is a yes. I hug Bazooka in happiness. Master Rick says a good
test. I say what test. Master Rick says the pain of leaving a friend is
stronger than any test than anyone has ever devised. Put Bazooka back in
the pasture and we will have lunch.

Rick says after lunch you will transfer title of your place and truck to
Wes. You will call work and say that your parents were involved in an
accident and that you need to move to care for them. I will have paperwork
for you to become a permanent dependant to me. All finances will be turned
over to Wes as you will no longer need them. You will keep your drivers
license and I will pay for your insurance. We will move your stuff here and
save what is important and donate all the rest to charity. Do you belong to
any clubs? I answer yes and I will be a life member in one soon so no
dues. The other two are not important but will require simple notification.

While lunch was being prepared I called work to tell them about my family
situation and they agreed. They would send my final check by special
courier tomorrow. I said okay and hung up. I tell Master Rick about the
last check and said that I would need to sign for it and he said that I
would need to return home so we can start the process of moving. Both
Master Rick and Master Wes say we will help you sort and pack.

In the meantime we have an afternoon to further test you. Let us ask
Bazooka as he may have something in mind. I take off my clothes and a thong
is put on and my dick is wrapped around my waist. We go out to the barn and
Bazooka is waiting for us sensing that he gets to pound on me some more.

Master Rick says close your eyes and I do. Master Rick says Bazooka what do
you want to do this afternoon?  I think of my nut sack and Bazookas foreleg
lashes out and hits right on my nut sack. I gasp at the power and my balls
scream and I bend forward a little in response to the blow. I say to Master
Rick that my nut sack and dick cannot take blows like that without
protection like a metal cup the martial artists use.

Master Wes says we have one your size to fit your big dick and I will get
it. Bring Bazooka into the arena and we will get started. I do so and a
special jack with a metal cup is there. My dick is bent and balls behind me
and I straddle the cup. I look down and it is filled with something.

The cup makes contact with part of my dick and gasp as mineral ice encases
most of my dick. The jack pushes the cup up and my balls and the rest of my
dick slip into the cup. Hands make sure my nut sack is fully in and is tied
super tight. I am lowered onto the ground and the cup shaken a bit to get
the mineral ice all over what is inside the cup. Bazooka what do you think?
Bazooka lashes out with a foreleg and I feel the power as the cup rings as
it takes the majority of the force of the blow.

A hood is put on me and I am led to a solid spot and am laid down. My dick
is throbbing when I feel Bazookas foreleg step on top of the cup. Then he
puts all of his weight on the cup and my dick throbs in protest. He kicks
it a few times in different parts of the cup and each blow rings as contact
is made.

He stops and I get up and am led inside, my dick still on fire from the
mineral ice. I am put in a chair low to the ground and my legs are pulled
apart and secured. Oh no my mind says to me, he is going to nail me with
his hind legs. I try to calm myself by breathing deeply and start to hear
the music from the night before. The music gets louder and calms my mind.

I hear a knickers' as if asking a moment later I gasp as twenty hard blows
are received by the cup. Wham, ring, wham, ring, wham, ring. I loose count
as the cup starts to dent inwardly. The stinging is intense as the music
fades away and I sense a pause and a final blow are received. I scream and
am sobbing from the vicious blows when the hood is taken off and Bazooka
starts to lick me in the nipples and face.

I am slowly released from the low chair and Master Wes unties the cup. I
gasp as my dick swings out and throbs heavily and I gasp at the cup. It was
almost even with the sides. I asked both Master Rick and Master Wes if
either saw a cup bent in like that before and both said no. Master Rick led
Bazooka back to his stall and Master Wes led me to the tub with oil and
soaked for a bit before dinner.

I hear the music and called for the voice that I heard before. The music
changed as if questioning and I ask who you are. The response was you have
known me for some time, have you not figured it out?  All you have to do is
believe. Bazooka I call and a yes and I am flooded with memory from him,
seeing the joy of first meeting me and having the joy of me on his back
flying like the wind.

I am amazed, a fully telepathic mustang. I never knew of such a thing. I
ask does anyone else know of you and Bazookas reply was both Master Rick
and Master Wes suspected I was special but only you have wanted an
unbreakable bond with a companion. I have been quietly reading your mind
and part of you is in me and a part of me is in you since you drove in a
week ago. I also read your emotions when you drove by many times on your
way to the coast desiring me.

I ask Bazooka is there others like you here that are telepathic. Most are
but a couple are not says Bazooka, most are quiet as if waiting for their
riders to appear. I ask do you have offspring that are like you and the
reply is several, a couple are here. The rest were sold in a BLM auction
and are elsewhere living out their lives. Each mustang is looking for its
rider, only then when the find the rider will the telepathy fully manifest
if they have the ability.

I would like to share more later as Master Wes was coming for me. Can I
tell both of them of your nature? As long as the promise not to reveal to
anyone else without permission. I am hoisted out of the tub and
dried. Master Wes asks how does your dick feel and I say strained but
unsure.

I return back to the house and a thong is put on. I grimace a little as it
is bent to fit and I sit down. Master Rick says your face looks happy and
you body relaxed. Can you explain this as you should be tired and sore from
such a pounding? I look at Master Rick and Master Wes and ask if they can
keep a secret under the most brutal torture known. Master Rick and Master
Wes extend their hands to me forming a triangle. I ask Bazooka, in my mind,
good enough? And a positive note comes back.

What I am about to tell you only you will know and not tell anyone without
my express permission. Both Master Rick and Master Wes say we have no
secrets between us but we will accept your condition. What is the meaning
of such an oath? I reply Bazooka is fully telepathic and both Master Rick
and Master Wes gasp at such a revaluation. We had no idea both say.

I did not know myself until an hour ago but knew something special the way
Bazooka greeted me when I showed up on the first day. Have either of you
sensed soothing music but could not pinpoint where it came from? Yes but we
thought it was from the trees and wind. The music was coming from Bazookas
mind and he has been reading your thoughts from both of you since he came
here.

I do not know if Bazooka wants to talk to nor do I know if he can in a
group forum. Master Rick says the bond between the two of you is special
and I would not want to be intertwined between the two of you. Master Wes
says having another mind in a mind is not what I would like to do. I say
okay and we finish dinner.

Master Rick asks do you want to play with us or with Bazooka tonight. I
reply that I would like to play with Bazooka tonight and both of you
tomorrow night as I might need to stay at my former place and start the
moving process. Master Rick says fine. Go and have fun.

I go out to the barn and Bazooka is waiting for me. I open the door and he
walks out and we go outside. He licks my nipples to make me twitch and
gives a light but solid whack to my dick and my dick throbs in return. He
kneels down and I get on and Bazooka does some half rears to jar my dick
and we head into the forest. We do not go far as I think Bazooka is looking
for something.

We stop at an old oak tree and I get off Bazooka. He says take off the
thong and lean against the tree and I do so and my dick goes fully hard in
a moment. I feel Bazooka start to suck my dick and it is very
pleasurable. Bazooka asks what you would like to do tonight. I think and
reply make my dick suffer more to make it harder and stronger.

Bazooka says a good idea and stops sucking me. Tense your dick and he stats
hitting it like a punching bag with his mouth in several directions. Turn
around and walk backward then lean forward, grab the tree trunk with your
arms and spread your legs. I do so and I feel Bazookas head between my legs
and catch my dick on the back of his head. In a smooth motion he bends my
dick under me and lifts me off the ground and my dick supporting my
bodyweight. My dick screams at me and I gasp at the pain.

Bazooka lowers me back down releasing my dick. I turn around and he sucks
my dick massaging it. Again I ask, turning around and these times hold me
in the air till I scream. I ask for a moment to focus and Bazooka pauses
for a moment. I turn back and nod and Bazooka lifts me barely off the
ground. My dick throbs hard them starts to scream but my mind says wait.

 My body starts to shake with the power supporting my dick when I cam not
bear the strain I say now and Bazooka jerks his head back like a catapult
lifting me in the air a few feet and my dick snaps fully forward in mid air
and I spread my legs wide and slam in to the back of Bazooka causing me to
cum. I gasp at the pressure put on the base of my dick. My dick stops
shaking after a few minutes. Bazooka says stand on me and climb on the
lowest branch. I do so and Bazooka says jump and land on me. I jump and
land squarely on his back causing my dick to cum again.

Bazooka says you have always wanted to do that since you saw it on a movie
some time ago. Let's go back to the barn. Bazooka lowers me so I can get
the thong and get back on and we return to the barn. We go into his stall
and he asks me to lie down and starts to suck my dick causing it to
convulse and twitch. He pushes his mouth and grabs my nut sack and dick
with his tongue and lifts me off the ground. My dick throbs hard but does
not scream at me as before. He returns me to the ground and lowers himself
and rolls himself upside down. I lie on his chest as I have always done and
I hear the sweet music and drift off to sleep.

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