Black Beauty - Chapter 1

Black Beauty - Chapter 1 Black Beauty - Chapter 1

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Marie gets acquainted with her Master's saddle.

Summary

Marie gets acquainted with her Master's saddle.

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Submitted: February 18, 2013

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Submitted: February 18, 2013

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The smell in the darkened barn was not altogether unpleasant.  A light aroma of hay dust, manure, and the aged oak walls commingled with the musty taste of the blackened leather bit between Marie’s teeth.  Her black mane hid most of the intricate strapping which kept the attached bridle locked in; the pressure from the straps around the back and top of her head was steady and somewhat comforting, while the reins that dropped from steel rivets behind her ears had begun to grow uncomfortable.  The empty air being no substitute for a pair of steady hands.

Her master had left her tied in the barn after their morning ride, awaiting the doctor to come and make his final inspection and approval.  It had not been that long, but already Marie had become impatient.  She had long become accustomed to the bit and bridle, but the saddle was still new to her, and it was difficult to find a posture she was comfortable with alone for any length of time.  It was different when The Master would ride her on the padded, oiled leather beam she was bent over and tied to; his familiar form acting strangely as a counterweight to this new thing.  If her hands were free like the first time, she could have at least sat upright on the saddle, even if her spread ankles were locked into the stirrups hanging just slightly below her hips.  But The Master had seen to tying her hands to the long stainless steel horn at the front of the saddle before he left, a position he said she’d need to get used to before long.

Small beads of sweat had begun to form where rays of of the afternoon sun filtered through the slats of wood on the roof.  They ran off her hindquarters, forming small rivulets and settled on the darkened, curved, small of her back.  They ran down her spread legs, long and bent at at the knees,  already relaxed from the morning activities.  A slight shiver ran through Marie as a sudden breeze brushed against her groin, the air reminding her how exposed her backside was from being tied up in the saddle. She began to wish her Master had not chosen to tie up her hands when he left.

Marie gripped the steel horn to leverage her pelvis forward.  The three raised brass nubbins on the rear seat of saddle grazed slightly against her clit.  A slight moan escaped Marie's lips, riding her exhalation, as the first waves of pleasure flowed up her body.  It was a slow wave that she could savor, but not nearly enough to be satisfying.  She pushed herself back, each nubbin just barely touching her again, but the slight contact was enough to bring another wave of electricity coursing through her belly.  

Her grip tightened on the horn, the smooth, stainless steel growing warm and slick beneath her sweaty palms as she continued to rock her pelvis back and forth.  The solidness was a comforting presence even as her shoulders began to feel the first aches of exertion.   She stroked the length of the horn to the bulbed tip as her movements grew faster, the ties on her wrist biting into her skin as her fingers rounded the top of the curve.   Marie closed her eyes and imagined the length of it sliding between her cheeks, her wetness making it slick as the bulbed head pushed against her .   Then, suddenly, filling her completely, even as her clitoris was toyed with by frantic brass fingers.  The lights behind her closed eyelids grew bright as the unforgiving hard steel pushed her ever closer to climax.  Marie stroked faster, her hand was her pussy, her ass, her mouth.  All filled with that hard heat.  Moving even faster, pushing that feeling growing in her to an explosion of white light.  

Her first orgasm came as a shockwave from the center of her body and pushed out in all directions while simultaneously contracting the expelled force.  Marie imagined exploding suns, black holes and similar galactic occurrences in that second.  Her second, rode along the back of the first like a wave and crashed inside her unexpectedly.  She came furiously, ejaculating on the saddle as she screamed through the bit.  The release felt as if she was getting pulled from two opposite points, her body taut, every muscle straining out the intensity of the moment.

The bright flashbulbs of light behind her eyes gave way to the sunlight filtering into the room, and her spine relaxed as she exhaled.  Marie hung her head and let the breath flow through the canopy of her black hair.  Drenched in herself, slick against the leather saddle, she loosened her grip on the horn.   The quiet calm took shape around her once again, the smells and sounds of the world slowly filtered back through the walls.

 


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