Date: Wed, 14 Jul 2010 21:47:17 -0700
From: mdrx@juno.com
Subject: The Training day

This story is completely fictional. It is about the relationship between me
and multiple guys and mustangs. 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 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. 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 mustang herd in his
mid fifties.

Master Wes: Same as Master Rick but a bit younger, does ranch and real
estate.

Shawn: A young adult part time rider and has a hard dick all the time.

Mystery guy: To be revealed soon.

Tom: The leather maker

John: The tailor

Bazooka: The lead stallion of the ranch that is telepathic.

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



Start of the training day # 17

I wake up on Bazooka's belly and he yawns and we say morning to each
other. I ask do you want to nail me now or after Breakfast. Bazooka says
after, go and do the feed and have breakfast then come back with answers to
the plowing and get your licks. I do the feeding and then head inside.

I go inside and Meet Master Rick and Master Wes in the dining room and
start having breakfast and Master Rick asks what did Bazooka and you talk
about.  I say that Bazooka was a little overzealous in his pounding.  He
was curious about the concept of humor. I explained about the joking and he
took it a little more serious than was necessary on the pounding.

I continued on that I mentioned to him about having the herd plow the
garden. Master Wes raised an eyebrow and said well now; they have not
expressed interest in that before. I mentioned I had discussed the tug of
war and being dragged through mud with Bazooka. Master Rick says curious,
and I say that if we convinced Bazooka that there is reward in dragging the
different farm accessories that they would do it.

I mentioned to Bazooka about the TV set and could show a video about
plowing a field. Master Wes said there were none in town but he could leave
a message at the tack and grocery store today. Might not get a response
right away, but the word will get out. I also mention to Master Rick that
Bazooka wanted to pound me in the diaper again saying it was fun. Master
Rick says perhaps later.

Master Rick says come here and I come over and he looks at my dick and test
bends it and feels my nut sack and says you have not gotten your licks and
I say Bazooka wanted to eat first and return after Breakfast.

Master Rick says Master Wes will be going into town and going to the metal
foundry and getting some bigger and thicker cups, as he bends my dick under
me, measures my dick and I grunt a bit How does it feel releasing and
swatting it a few times and I say by tomorrow it will be fully healed. I
have cleaning duty this morning. Master Rick says yes on that.

He puts a tight rubber thong on the bends my dick and I grunt as my dick is
bent under me and says go see Bazooka. I will meet you in the garage in a
half hour. I walk to the barn and give him a hug. Bazooka says spread them
and points to a wall and I say gladly as my dick is throbbing.

I spread my legs and gasp as a foreleg swats my dick. My dick is feeling
the blow, throbs and tries to escape the rubber thong but cannot. Bazooka
continues with his tail softly to tickle my legs and my dick to start
convulsing and I start fighting the sensations.  Bazooka reaches under me
and with his head and lifts me off the ground with my dick on his head.

I grunt hard as I am lifted off the ground. I pump my dick fighting the
strain for a few minutes and am lowered back down to the ground. Bazooka
says turn around and slowly release and hold your dick out of the way and
lashes out with a foreleg and I grunt as each one hits. Bazooka says good
boy, I think you are healed. I mention that Master Wes was going to get
bigger and stronger cups and we can finish the licking. Bazooka says good
boy, will see you at lunch.

I see Master Wes getting into the truck and signal him and tell him to ask
for thicker padding on the edge.  Maybe get one a quarter the size that
mates with the front of the cup. Master Wes asks why and I say a pile
driver.  Master Wes says to cover Bazooka's rear hoof for maximum
punishment and I smile yes. Okay anything else, I say to also ask about the
videos and maybe horse shows so we can show dressage and jumping. I say
thank you Master and he drives off.

I meet Master Rick in the garage and he asks what I was talking to Master
Wes about. I mention about the extra padding and the mate so Bazooka can
make a direct hit. I also say that I wanted Master Wes to see if he can
find some videos about jumping and dressage. Master Rick said okay and did
I mention I am a judge. I said no, surprised.

I have always wanted to do the upper class dressage tests. I have done the
first level that all do but they change yearly and I have not for some
time. I ask Master Rick when the next show is and he says the last one for
the year is this weekend. I ask if we could go Saturday and take Bazooka
and watch.

Master Rick says how about entering in a few classes. And I am surprised
again and say can I enter at this late date and he says yes. I will enter
you and Bazooka on the halter and beginner classes. I say I have neither
clothes nor tack and Master Rick says no problem, I will call Tom the
leather maker and he should be here at noon. I leap at Master Rick and hug
him hard and say I thank you. May I talk to Bazooka for a moment and he
nods.

I go back to the barn and relay the news to him. I say this is the most
serious and honorable thing to do. We will have to work hard, forget about
play and really listen to what Master Rick has to tell us. What we do at
the show will attract attention to the farm and how you interact with
strange horses. Bazooka says competition and a chance to meet some old
friends possibly from my herd. I will do my best and I say the same.

I head back to the garage and say yes we will bring honor to the farm. Okay
let's focus on the tubs and he shows me what valves to drain the tub with
the pump and I wait while it gets pumped out and turn the pump off. I check
the strainers and filters and Master Rick hooks up the pressure washer and
clean the filters and tub. I finish cleaning and Master Rick sets different
valves and turns on the pump and the tub fills up.

Master Rick says the process is different with the oil tub. We drain it but
to a vat then I clean the skimmers and filter in a special cleaning
solution and reverse the process but it goes through a special filter in
the vat and we clean the filer and return the vat to a storage area in the
barn.

I ask Master Rick about chemicals and he says they are automatic. It will
take time to reheat the tubs as it is part solar heated. The oil will come
back quickly but the water is well water and it will take longer. It is
about time for lunch and Master Wes should be back soon.

Go into your room and get all the riding stuff and bring them to the dining
room. I go in there and get the rubber riding boots and my riding breeches
and Master Rick says that will not do for competition. That is just for fun
trail riding and I say yes Master and return them to my room and
return. Master Rick says we will need tailor made clothes and we will do
that after Tom comes.

I ask Master Rick about my big rod, Riding Bazooka at a trot though smooth
will still send shock waves and Master Rick says I think I have an idea but
will require the tailor. Go to your room and put gym shorts on as Tom the
leather man will be here soon

Master Rick says go and talk to Bazooka and let him know that I am
suspending the ball lashes till after the show. It will be up to Bazooka to
lash you later if he wants to do a few or many at a time. After the show we
can do the cup pounding. Go now talk to Bazooka and I will get lunch ready.

I call Bazooka and he trots up and I repeat about the leather maker and the
suspension of the lashes. I also say if you want to lash me now for the
afternoon and evening I am ready. Bazookas foreleg lashes out stinging my
nuts. He finishes and I hug him and say thank you. As I walk back a
familiar truck and trailer pull up and I wave to Tom and say come on in and
he follows me in and we have lunch.

After lunch we go through the process with a bridle and jumping and
dressage saddles. I ask about flash like silver on bridles and Master Rick
says that distracts the judge and simple tack is really all that is
necessary. I agree saying I have seen shows where riders were almost all in
flashy clothes and never won. Master Rick picks out some riding and
practice clothes and some leather boots. Tom shows me what soaps to use for
care and heads out.

Put the tack in with the other tack in the barn, then go inside and put on
your riding clothes and a t-shirt along with your new boots. I do so and
come back. Bazooka looks good in his halter. I mention to Master Rick that
a chastity device might work and he says yes but also might be painful if
you come down hard off a jump and injure yourself.

After our practice we will go into town and do a modification to you
pants. I ask one more thing about judging and about the tail if should be
braided or not and the same with a mane. Master Rick says one could do that
but in a judges eyes is not a winning point.

We do a good practice and go through a good workout doing some jumping and
dressage work and Master Rick says enough, we need to go into town. Put
everything away and turn Bazooka out and put jeans and a clean t-shirt,
bring the new clothes and meet us at the truck.

Bazooka says now that you have ridden me how did it feel and I said like
floating on air and give him a hug. I do not know how long I will be, their
always is a surprise that can happen. If I do not return until morning I
want you to sting my nuts anyway with the added hits from tonight. Bazooka
says okay and I give him a hug and turn him out.

I head inside and change and meet Master Rick and Master Wes at the truck
Master Rick says that I called Shawn and he wants to come and his mom will
drive him out here directly after work. We head out and go to a town that
is a little ways away and go into a tailor shop.

Hello there says John the tailor, what is up for today. Master Rick says we
need a long pocket to hide Mike's dick while riding. We head to the back
and John says take your pants off and I do and John says very impressive
looking at my rod and muscles. Rick says make the pants tight to show his
muscles and to hide the dick. John takes measurements and says be back
tomorrow and Master Rick nods and I get dressed and we head out.

We have dinner in town and Master Rick asks what is on my mind and I say I
need a good stretch out. Master Wes says I know a good place and mentions a
steam house not far away. Master Rick says good idea and I say I like steam
baths. We arrive at the place and it is an out of the way place and only a
few cars there.

We go in and I discover that it is a gay steam room place. There are a few
other guys there some in shape and couple that are not. I thought there
would be several rooms but this one has one big room. My dick starts
throbbing and hardens fully when there is a table in the center and benches
around it.

Master Rick says strip and sit on the table. I do so and Master Wes says
relax and starts rubbing me. A blindfold is put on me and I hear steam
being pumped in the room. Master Wes says spread eagle and I do so. I feel
one leg being lifted and hear a say when and when my leg starts to shake is
say there.

He does the other, pulls my legs together and rolls me onto my side and
does my arm then rolls me to do the other side. He returns me to my back
and spreads out my arms and legs. My dick now is throbbing hard and I hear
some muttered wows and approvals. I feel my dick being teased a little and
it seems to throb harder. The steam hit me and I start to sweat.

I feel Master Wes's hands and he says let me know and I grunt as my dick
gets bent and I hear gasps from the crowd. I hear raise your ass and I do
so and my dick gets bent to my tailbone and more gasps come from the group
and Master Wes lets go and my dick snaps back and hits me on the
stomach. There is applause from the crowd and my dick is bent several times
and snapped forward and more good response from the few that are there.

Master Wes stops and says lower and relaxes and rubs me. I feel the others
start to rub and tickle me all over and I laugh. I hear a may I and feel
someone's mouth start tickling and sucking on my dick head that causes my
dick to throb and convulse. I can barely stand it and say can I cum and I
hear a yes and hear gasps as I shoot a load.  The stimulation increases as
I shot again and pass out from the joy.

I come to a bit later and find myself with Masters Rick and Wes in a hot
tub. Master Rick asks feel stretched out and I say yes. I look down at my
dick and it is still solid but feels like it needs rest. I can feel my
nipples were stretched and pinched as they are throbbing a bit. Master Rick
asks if I want more or if I have had enough and I say I have had enough. So
we get out of the tub, change and head for home and I fall asleep in the
truck.

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