Chapter Four
The week went well, but Saturday was nothing I could have ever have imagined. Mindy and I drove out to meet Margarete at eleven. As usual she had me remove my clothes when we arrived.
“Go in and lock yourself over the horse. I have something special for you today.”
I was excited. She always gets me aroused. I wondered if she was going to use a whip or a crop on my ass.
When Mindy and Margarete arrived, I had both feet and one wrist locked to the massive, solid legs of the wooden steed. Mindy snapped the other lock shut. I knew there would be no escape no matter what she did.
I couldn’t move, being draped over the horse and locked down tight, but I knew what was coming next, so I waited. After a while I felt someone’s hand softly rubbing my ass. I knew it was just a matte
