I tried to hold back my screams. “Yes,” I mumbled through the steel rod in my mouth. “I liked it.”
“I thought so. You’re such a f*****g slut. Maybe I’ll tell Vivian to bring you by every week. I’ve got a lot more painful things to do to you.”
That would be the least of my desires. He was just plain evil. It wasn’t anything to do with consensual sadomasochism. He just enjoyed using and hurting the guys she brought to the stable.
Finally he released me and allowed me to dress. As I pulled up my panties and britches, I immediately felt the results of his wrath. I hoped this was my last visit to the stable, but deep inside I knew that wouldn’t be the case. I would have to serve his sadistic needs at least once a week for the next four years.
Shorty More was put back in her stall, and I ca
