Southern Stables (P.2)

Well if y'all were polite enough to knock I'd hug you too.

Setting out a tray of sweet tea on the porch.

And say what you want but I love the heat.
 
Love the sweet tea, especially during July, even more enjoy the sultry summer southern heat.
 
I see we're a fan of alteration! It's fine, I like it. Help yourself to whatever you see love.
 
Well come along!

After a rief sunny walk we stop on top of the barn in the hay loft. Plopping down on the nearest hay bale and sipping on the tea I'd bright.
 
Fulmineo watched the exchanged going on before him. It was certainly an interesting one. He had been surprised by the hug, but he had never been tongue tied before, so that was another shock.

"Well, the loft sounds very interesting. But the stables do sound intriguing." Fulmineo says.
 
Fulmineo watched the exchanged going on before him. It was certainly an interesting one. He had been surprised by the hug, but he had never been tongue tied before, so that was another shock.

"Well, the loft sounds very interesting. But the stables do sound intriguing." Fulmineo says.

Seeing as rider has gone home for the night, you can escort me over to the stables. Just yonder.
 
Fulmineo takes his host's hands in his and heads towards the stables. "Anything you want to tell me before we arrive?" He asks, wondering exactly what was in there.
 
"Oh, you'll have to see to find out."

Silly, the Stables holds every toy and tool you can think of. I don't play around with my stables.
 
Fulmineo smiles in anticipation. "I'm sure we can find something then to entertain us." The two of us arrive at the stable door. "You ready?" He says as his hands push the stable's door opened.
 
For a moment my heart stops and I ask myself if I had the place cleaned following the gloryhole gangbang the other day.

As the doors swing wide I see the toys and tools are properly placed and I breathe a sigh of relief.
 
The clean and proper state of the stable and the toys and tools contrasted sharply from the purposes of their tools. Which were very, very dirty. I walked around, looking at her tools. I point at the horse crop.

"Get much use out of these?" I ask.
 
"Of course. It most often goes hand in hand with my cross in that stable there. I also have one with eyelets in the posts so you can string someone up by the wrists with ropes."

I wave my hands in the respective directions and let on each stable has it's own individual purpose.
 
"I think I like the idea of tying your wrists up with rope." I say. I pick up the crop and snap it experimentally.

"Well?" I say. "On your knees then."
 
"So casual..."

I smirk and sarcastically banter. Yet I'm kneeling regardless. I nod in the direction of the appropriate stall and wait for further directions.

"There's more toys on the other rack. The dragon's tongue is particularly painful."
 
I spot a collar and a leash nearby and I decide to pick it up. I also decide to take you up on your advice, and I snatch up the dragon's tongue, and I walk over to you kneeling form, chuckling at your sarcasm. I wonder how long that will last into our session.

"You sure do have a good eye." I compliment. I attach the collar around your neck and give it a tug. "Come along, sweetheart."
 
With my ass high in the air I wiggle my hips and crawl along behind you. Biting my lip as I remember the last person to bring that sweet leather across my skin.
 
Well it seems as if your dance partner has deserted you. may I lend a hand, or a paddle or strap :D
 
Leading you over to a saddle rack and getting you to lean over the saddle and present your beautiful rear end to me I slowly lift your summer dress to expose it to my ministrations and to see exactly what i will be working with. "Now what have you got on under here?" I inquire.
 
Jiggling my ass cheeks and spreading my thighs to expose my puffy pink lips.

"I don't need much to get me started."
 
"MMM I love a lady who is always prepared." I wrap tour leash around the stirrup a few times and look you in the eye. "I think we will start with my hand. I always find the slap of flesh on flesh far more intimate, don't you?"

Caressing your butt cheeks I warm them up then calmly talk to you. "An easy ten to begin with. Count them out as we go along and no screaming or we will have to start all over again." I quick;u spank your right and left cheeks hard enough to raise a healthy glow but not too hard. After all we are just getting started. "One, Two."
 
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