"Where are the trainer's cocks when a mare needs them?"
"Jill, wasn't it difficult under Sam? I mean he was a brute.” I have to know if she liked it under him, yet I can't imagine she did. How could she?
"He fucked me like no one ever had. Brutal, like I need it, but the bastard taught me something too.” She paused and Allison sensed reluctance to reveal what she was going to say. What can this hard-bitten girl fear to reveal?
"You have my word to keep your secret, and besides, who would I tell, I'm bitted in front of everyone else."
Jillian laughed, and then moaned because her laughing had pulled on her nasal hooks too hard. “Sam's callousness taught me I don't really want to be just used as a tool by someone like him who didn't care. I do have a side of me who wants to be loved, still forced and humiliated but loved by the man doing it. Before I had never even thought love would fit into it, but Sam's incredible selfishness taught me a good lesson. Jillian rutted on the dildo, whinnying when she came, but Allison barely heard as she was deep in thought.
That touches a nerve, and makes me think of Dan. I too want him to be hard with me, but eventually, to be his mare, I will need to know he loves me.
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Chapter 5
A dark form snuck stealthily along the inner corridor of the underground stalls. Jimmy did not wish to be seen doing what he wanted to do so badly. He paused at the door to her stall, and admired the perfectly formed bottom of the mare he wanted so badly. He was her trainer now, so he could take her anytime which was an almost unbearable idea because with his high libido he found himself wanted her constantly.
Slowly opening the door to the stall, he moved quickly to cover the other mare with a heavy blanket. She was of no particular importance to him except as another mare to be put through her paces. Most important was for her not to suspect his love for her stablemate. He touched the inner thigh of his prize, right where the O Laughlin was tattooed above the 6490. Quickly he unfastened all the binding and released Brianna from her stocks.
Placing finger to mouth, he cautioned the experienced mare to be silent, and touched her pussy, feeling the wetness of her need there. Undoing his belt to drop his pants, Jimmy exposed his rock-hard erection to his dream girl and being a trained mare, she moved to take his manhood into her mouth, but he stayed her.
In an action he had fantasized about all day long, while training her and his other charges, he lifted her by the hips, bringing her moist slit to his shaft, and impaling her while her legs wrapped around his middle. He lost his soul in the pleasuring of his mare, moving in and out with energy and fervor while he brought her slowly to a massive climax which he shared with her. Then as if the pleasures of his cock were not enough to offer her, he ignored his own semen running out of her gash and tongued her to another climax.
After her second climax, he kissed her with all the feeling he had, and laid her into the stocks but neither closed them or put in her nasal hooks. He trusted her implicitly knowing she was the best trained mare on the farm and would never leave. Leaning over just before he left the stall, he whispered in her ear. “Goodnight sweet Brianna, your trainer loves you, and will return every night to prove it."
Moments after he left, Brianna had tears rolling down her cheeks. She had seldom cried in her six years as a mare, once when Gordon left and again when being punished, but now she could simply not stop the overwhelming urge to cry. She had just had a taste of what her life had missed, and she knew she would want more and more.
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"So, you're the one every mare talks about, owned by a member of the board, but too incompetent to perform suitably for him. You are a pretty bitch, but they say you lack substance, hiding behind big Dan.” Angelica shook out her long, chestnut hair, and looked over Allison's lush body as she tapped the handle of a singletail in her hand.
Allison thought her ominous, and was unsure why she had singled Allison out while she was tethered to a railing near the practice ring, waiting for Dan to return with Jillian. Angelina eyes betrayed a hunger, and Allison did not think it had anything to do with food. I think she wants me, or wants to train me, but I'm not sure I would like her kind of training.
"Are you afraid, 6828, to come out and play with another women. Do you only get wet when the Dan's strong hands touch you? Is that perhaps why you're not pleasing your owner, because you're a mare struck with trainer love?” As if expecting a spoken answer, Angelica paused, still tapping the whip handle.
Allison could think of nothing to do but shake her head, as her bit made protesting Angelica's accusations impossible, but she wondered. Is she perhaps right? Did I fail two weeks ago because deep down inside I did not want to leave Dan?
"Well, let's not wonder about it, or accept your headshaking as true, let's find out.” Stopping her tapping, Angelica belted the singletail, and grasped Allison's lead pulling her tits up sharply to render her helpless. With her free hand, she spanked the mare's thighs wide, and slipped three fingers in Allison's pussy.
Caught between the agony of her nipples, and the arousal of her sex, Allison chose to let go a soft moan, showing she was reacting more to the invasion of her slit, than the capture of her tits.
"Not as soaked as I'd hoped, but definitely wet, and getting wetter every second. Yes, 6828, you don't mind a women's touch, do you. Was it in college, pretty one, when you first licked out a girlfriend, in the hushed silence of a dorm room early in the morning, or does your desire go further back? No matter, let's see you perform for a woman.” Releasing her lead, Angelica's fingers exited Allison's slick hole, returning to the whip handle. A quick untying of Allison's lead and a snap on the singletail preceded the mare being pushed forward, into the practice ring.
"Trot, 6828, your best form or you'll regret it.” Angelica snapped the whip and struck Allison a glancing blow on her armbinder. It was a warning of what would come if she did not perform well.
As the eyes of perhaps two dozen mares watched, Allison began her trot, her knees rising high with each exaggerated step. Literally, she'll have my ass and perhaps more if I'm not perfect, but what does she really want?
"Faster, 6828, I want you to show me all you have.” Angelica cracked the singletail again, striking Allison's thigh with authority.
Frightened, and wishing Dan would return, Allison displayed her best, nearly galloping around the practice ring with Angelica behind her shapely ass all the way. The mares were all whinnying, as if they liked the show, so Allison took their approval to heart, and gave her best performance.
"Good, 6828, it appears you do have skills, which cast even further question on why you failed at the last show. Perhaps, you were not motivated properly, or was it the reward?” Angelica let fly with the leather, but when the tendrils struck Allison's ass, it was obvious to the mare the blow had been softened.
I can't believe how easily I'm doing this. Usually it's a struggle, to keep my knees at the proper height and still maintain my speed. Looking around the ring, at all the mares whinnying at her, Allison saw the last thing she expected. Owen, standing near the horse barn door his arms folded, looked impressed, as her fellow mares were, with her skills. Yet beside him, Dan stood, looking grim. Have they both seen my whole performance?
"Ease up, 6828, and return for your reward.” Angelica snapped the whip again, but only in the air, to let Allison know to obey quickly.
Reward, what sort of reward. Allison turned and returned to the tall, gray-eyed woman who had gotten more out of her than any trainer ever had, including Dan. Keeping her head bowed and not knowing what Angelica would do, she was shocked when her lead was tugged and her back was pushed up against the fence.
"Now, let's see if you like my reward over man meat.” Dropping the lead, so Allison's breasts were not in pain, Angelica moved in intimately close to the mare. Pressing Allison's chest back with her left arm, tight to the fence, Angelica slipped her right hand down to fondle Allison's cleft. Sliding a finger i
nto and up the sweaty, soaked slit to wet it, Angelica rubbed Allison's clit, in a slow, sweet motion any woman would love.
"Yes, 6828, that's where you want your reward, don't you? Not having a pole stuffed into your wet hole. Perhaps you'll enjoy being filled better, if it comes with pulsing pleasures. Stay exactly where you are, as if you struggle, this changes to agony.” To accentuate her order, she slapped Allison's clit, harshly.
As Angelica's arm left her chest, Allison did not move, but she was not sure why. Am I afraid of her, or do I truly want to find out about her reward? Am I interested in what she has to offer? Realizing she was as aroused as anytime she had been with Nick of Dan, Allison pushed her crotch out, offering it to Angelica.
"Such a slut mare, you want it so bad.” Angelica squatted in front of Allison's displayed, needy cunt, and slipped three fingers in where the mare needed them most. The trainer began frigging the sloppy hole, and Allison behaved as a mare, whinnying out her joy. “Nod your head, mare, if you need more."
My God, take me already, do as you please, it's so exquisite. Allison nodded with enthusiasm, and let out a screaming whinny as she did.
"So easy, training horny mares like you.” Angelica smiled, and let her lips go to Allison's clit, taking the engorged bud with her slippery tongue. Swirling a lapping for a moment, Angelica disengaged from the swollen clit, and inquired. “More, 6828, do you need to be filled?"
Allison groaned at the releasing of her love bud, and nodded vigorously to Angelica's query. Make me come, please make me come.
"Owen, Dan, this is how you reward an obedient well-trained mare, and once a mare has been rewarded in this manner, no other reward appeals to her as much.” Adding a fourth finger to Allison's gash, Angelica withdrew enough to sneak her thumb inside covering the fat digit under her other four fingers. Bringing her tongue back to Allison's pleasure bulb, Angelica wormed and squeezed her hand forward into Allison's pussy, until the slick tunnel swallowed her hand to the wrist.
"Ahhhhheeeee.” Allison screamed. Not a whinny, just a passionate scream of a filled mare propelled to orgasm at alarming speed. No bit could have stopped it as Allison pressed her crotch forward, wanting full impalement on Angelica's hand.
"See, gentleman, the mare sluts love it.” Angelica put lips back to clit, and sucked on the hard nub, knowing it was time to force orgasm after orgasm out of Allison. Her left arm free, she wrapped it around Allison, holding her tight for her moment of fulfillment. Now she let her right hand piston, inside Allison's wet, warm sheath, and she rolled the captured clit around on her tongue.
Allison's eyes went wide, and began to flutter. Her mind sucked into what her body felt, she let herself go to the rising pleasure wave. No thought, no sound, just pure pleasure, was all Allison wanted when her body began first to quiver, and then to outright shake with her shattering orgasms.
"There, just let them come, roll over you and lay waste. A slut like you can't stop them anyways.” Allison's sexual juices running down her arm, Angelica continued to pound the clasping hole, and returned to her clit sucking, to force multiple climaxes out of Allison.
As her mind was overcome, Allison's body began to slide down, having to depend on Angelica's left arm for support. Not even knowing she was slipping, and becoming a rag doll in the chestnut-haired trainer's arm, Allison was lost in orgasmic bliss, like never before in her life.
Minutes later, after countless climaxes, Angelica withdrew her hand from Allison's pussy, and all the spent mare did was moan. With the ease of a man, Angelica lifted the comatose mare into her arms, stood, and walked over to Owen and Dan.
"Well, Owen, what do you think? Did I deliver the results I promised?"
Allison moaned, and opened her eyes to see she was in Angelica's arms, and Dan's face looked even grimmer than it had before, if that was possible.
"Yes, clearly you did. Dan, what do you think?” Owen looked at his favorite trainer, hoping the big Englishman would have a reason not to give 6828 to Angelica to train, because he did not.
"It was a fine practice, and Allison did better than I have ever seen her do for me, but there's more to it than that.” He looked at Allison, who, still groggy, wondered what was going on here.
Why does Dan have to speak this way? I can do as well for him. Doesn't he want me anymore?
"More than simply being trained as a mare, Allison is deciding what she wants for the rest of her life. She likes the obedience and sexual training we have established for her, but she's not sure who she wants to be with. Is it Nick, her owner, and the man who sent her here, or perhaps her trainer, whom she has love for, and is loved by.” His voice rising at the last three words as if responding to Angelica's challenge, he stared at the female trainer.
"No question in my mind that you are a quality trainer and you may be right about how the mares respond to a woman, but to give Allison to you now is unwise. It will just create a third choice for her to consider, and further confuse her. You were new to her today, and she reacted from pure, trained instinct to what you did. Once she has time to think, she will become even more confused than she has been under me, and her performance will decline. I have known for weeks her poor performances are tied to her confusion, and that is why I have tried not to let her know I love her."
Dan had committed two breaches of trainer guidelines in his speech, first he referred to Allison by name in front of other mares, and of course second, he admitted to loving her, which had Allison floating in a dream. He does, and he's been hiding it so as not to confuse me. It all makes sense, his hard attitude and all, just to make me focus on Nick. Owen can't take me away from him now. Not when I know he cares.
Squirming in Angelica's arms, Allison forced the trainer to put her down, and she scrambled to stand beside Dan letting out a proud whinny as she did. Wanting to speak, she looked desperately at Owen, hoping to appeal to him.
"Well, that seems like a declaration from the mare, and I think perhaps this matter requires we take a walk with 6828, and listen to what we might hear. Jimmy!” It took a few moments for Jimmy to present himself, from the other side of the barn. “Please put these mares away, Jimmy, the four of us are going for a walk down the road. Thanks."
Gathering the mares in a group, Jimmy herded them inside the barn, as the three trainers and Allison walked toward the dirt road. It was Owen who first moved to remove Allison's bit, and then he spoke softly, as if he were just talking, not to her.
"So, 6828, tell us about your trainer, and how you feel about him. Perhaps you can contrast it with how you feel about Nick."
Not knowing what rules there were for speaking mares, as mares did not speak, Allison resolved to be overly polite and submissive. “Thank you, Master Owen, for this opportunity. I'm pretty sure I love Dan, since well before the last show, but until today I was unsure how he felt.” She rubbed her breasts against Dan and snuggled close to him, taking this opportunity availed her.
"And Nick?” Owen asked, as if the knowledge of her feelings for Dan were unimportant, almost bothersome to him.
Now the confusion broke over Allison's face, plain for all three trainers to see. “I think I am grateful to Nick for bringing me here, so I could become more focused on my partner rather than myself, but when I think of Nick, the same feelings I have about Dan are just not as strong. It's like I know I was a bitch before, and Dan has mastered me like Nick couldn't, but that makes Nick like an unopened package. I don't know what I'm going to get, will he Master me and keep me obedient and sexually thrilled like Dan does or will he let me slip back to bitchy self-absorption. I haven't lived with Nick like this, a trained mare, so I don't know if he's as good. I guess I'm frightened if I choose him, it might be the wrong choice.” Allison looked at Owen, her eyes telling him she was truthful.
"And what impression has Angelica made on you?"
The chestnut-haired trainer's head turned, and she eyed Allison as if challenging her to say something negative.
"Hard trainer like
Dan, firm with the discipline, and her reward was the most powerful series of orgasms I have ever felt. Other than that, I have no feeling for her, at least not one I'm aware of."
Jumping in, Angelica asked a question apparently of paramount importance to her. “Can you deny that if you trained with me you would work hard to get another treat like you just received?"
Allison looked at Owen, square in the eye, and answered the question. “No, I won't deny that. I'm a sexual beast under the influence of this Progesterone-X, so I would work for another climax like that.” Turning to the leather-clad female trainer, Allison added. “It was mind-blowing, Angelica."
"Anything more from you, Dan?” Owen looked as if he hoped so.
"Whatever happens at the next show, I plan to make a bid for Allison. If Nick rejects her and she goes to auction, I plan to put up my entire account to bid on her. If Nick keeps her, I'll offer the entire thing to him, to keep the mare I love. You can fire me, Owen, but you can't stop me from trying to possess Allison.” He held Allison close, to accentuate his words.
"I don't think firing will be considered, so you may put that out of your mind. Trainer love is discouraged here at Laughlin Farm, not prohibited.
However, there is a lot to consider, so I'm going to sleep on my decision. I want you all in my office in the farmhouse tomorrow morning after turnout. Bring 6828 with you, Dan, but be prepared to obey whatever I decide. It will be a compromise fair to all of you, but allowing 6828 to find her way as a mare, which is after all, why we are here."
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The night lasted forever of Allison, and she was so nervous at morning turnout she made three serious mistakes as she trotted for Dan. Disappointed, she could only lay her flaxen hair against his chest and whinny softly, to say she was sorry.
Dan sighed, showing frustration that he could not get this mare he loved to be consistent in her workouts. I'm just as good a trainer as Angelica and I've had challenging mares before, so what's the problem? Why is she so uneven, good one day, a mess the next? If I can't get her to perform for Nick, it will look like I intended it that way, so I could buy her.
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