Ride Me
#2 of one hot day on the farm ride me an equine mare learns what her riding crop is for. xanthe is used by permission of... xanthe.
Interlude
"mm, now that's _better_," amethyst murmured, tracing the flap at the tip of the crop along his inner thighs, thoroughly enjoying the involuntary tremble when the crop brushed the stallion's still smarting balls.
Pegged for Great Things
She had the crop out in a heartbeat, and began to swat it expectantly against one paw. even that simple gesture stung. turning back to her brother, she slowly trailed the end of the crop up his left leg, across his ass.
Dog Days (Force of Nature, pt. 1)
Marcus was brandishing a riding crop. instead of a flapper or a flogger strand at the tip, it had a simple black tube. when the cape dog moved the crop, the tip wobbled. "this is a training crop.
Rose's Thorns
The cheetah gripped a riding crop in her right hand, its folded leather end resting in her upturned left palm. the business end of rose's crop wasn't alone, though. a purple leather dog collar joined it, draped lazily over the surface of her palm.
A World Beyond: New Beginnings Chapter 2
When i can't take looking at him anymore i would go outside and tend my crops, not much for crops. some carrots, lettuce. with him being here, it seemed my crops got more attention and looked better.
Chapter Fourteen
Interrupted cassandra with a sharp, strong tone, who brought round her riding crop into a precise underarm to connect with his testicals.
Year of the Dog: Chapter 7 (Patreon Platinum)
The husky held a riding crop in his paw. he brushed it across the inside of her thigh on its way to her cunt, of which gaped and leaked copious amounts of cum.
D.E 1 Chapter 18: Revelations
There is still hope on finding some answers that will lead them to know if the mineral crops belong to someone or not. the risk is high, but the reward is greater...
Teasing the Crazy Wolf...
Instantly cutting into his tender flesh as he bucks and struggles, the sound of the riding crop against his hide loud in his ears. "ummm weeheeheee..."
In Gengar's Grasp
I grinned, and slowly, traced the end of the crop over his belly, sliding it back and forth and receiving a squirm and boyish giggle. ticklish. he was adorable.
Slaughter at Stringybark Creek - Chapter One -
Her vegetable crop lay limp and almost dead thanks to the merciless summer heat, and silvermane truly began to wonder just how they'd survive the coming winter.