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Rein-bound

Chapter One

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

22nd October, 2021

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Rein-bound – Chapter One

Vincent smacked the reins on Jenny's broad, pale tan rump and the Jenny squealed and tossed her head back as she whinnied loudly. Her slender tail with the adorable tuft at the end snapped skywards. Vincent rolled his eyes, catching a quick glimpse of the dark folds as they flashed the hint of pink at him and he snickered.

“Get up you lazy half-breed! This field isn't going to plough itself you know! We got a lot of work to do! You carrying on like that will only prolong how long we're both going to be here under the hot sun!"

With a snort, the Jenny flattened her ears and turned her head to look back over the traces and harness that held her. Giving her owner a baleful look, he merely leaned forwards on the handles of the plough and stared back.

“Keep that up Jenny, and I won't give you something you'll enjoy, now, stop being silly and get up!"

Again, he snapped the reins on her rump with a loud crack and Jenny flexed, her hooves gouging at the ground as she took a plodding step forwards.

“Up I said, come on, stop being lazy!"

With another snap on her rump, the donkey grunted and strained. Harness and tack creaked and groaned as she began to place one hoof in front of the other. At first reluctantly, the plough barely moved. Jenny grunted and drug her hooves in, her muscles straining. Slowly, then more easily, the plough began to cut furrows in the ground.

“Good girl, come on, lets get this done – five acres of oats to plant out and you've only started on the first row...you want to eat this winter? Then get UP!"

A third time, he snapped the traces on her rump and she squealed and quivered again, but he knew her vocalisations weren't of distress and pain – but actually of pleasure and arousal.

“What'd I ever do, to get a Jenny like you, who works her heart out and has a kink for reins, traces and harnesses?"

Jenny snorted as she dropped her head and began pulling with more enthusiasm and eagerness. Sooner it was done, sooner she'd get to relax. If there was one thing she enjoyed more than this? It was a nice, ice cold beer after a hard days work.

*

It was an hour before sun fall, when they finished ploughing the field. Unhooking her from the plough, Vincent stood beside her then placed a hand on her pale tan rump.

“Good work today Jenny, I knew you had it in you!"

Jenny snorted and shook herself from long ears to tail tuft, watching as he unhooked some of the traces and rolled them up.

Jenny shuddered and in that remarkable way she had, she just... changed …

Gone was the sweaty, creamy flanked feral donkey. Now, she stood six feet nine from the tip of her dark ears to the two hooves she stood on. Traces and harness hugged her lithe well muscled form as she flexed her fingers and curled them into fists. Vincent winced as he heard the crackle and pop of her wrists and fingers, before Jenny flicked a long ear and snickered.

“You know I do it, so why does it disturb you so?"

“It – sounds so painful­!" Victor exclaimed. “Also, just how do you... do that which you do?"

Jenny ran her hooflets down her flat chest, feeling the sweat, before she snapped her paws down and flicked it away.

“Do what?"

Vincent snorted, then walked over and poked her in the broad, velvety nose.

“You know what! Stop playing coy. How can a...well, you...just..."

Jenny placed her paws on her hips, cocking one hoof and raising an eyebrow. A slow smile spread across her black lips as her eyes crinkled mischievously.

“Well?" Vincent snorted, as he shook his head and hung up the traces on a hook in the barn.

“Well, what?" Jenny grinned wider. “Oh, I know, how do I do you..."

Moving quickly, she slapped her paws on his shoulders, then pinned him to the wall. Her large, leathery udder and teats rubbing suggestively against his jean clad groin. He moaned and trembled, as she buried her nose against his neck and inhaled deeply through the broad nostrils.

“Mmm, hot, sweaty and..."

“No, I need a shower – and so do you!" Vincent grinned and reached up behind her to stroke her sweaty ears.

“Mmm - “ Jenny grunted, as she tilted her head back, getting him to scratch between the base of her ears. “Feels so good..."

“You're such a mare... Give you a scratch and you just dissolve into jelly!"

Jenny grunted and slipped her paws beneath his armpits. Almost effortlessly, she lifted him up and pinned him to the wall.

“Put me down, I'm not a sack of grain!" Vincent squeaked and giggled.

“Why should I?" Jenny murmured, as she lipped playfully at the sweaty shirt that clung to his chest. “Give me one good reason..."

“Because I am your owner and..."

Jenny brayed in the donkey way, her eyes filling with tears and she set him down. Wiping away the tears from her eyes, she bent over, placing her paws on her knees and wheezed until he thought she'd pass out.

“You...owner..." Jenny brayed again, until at last she got it out of her system.

“I raised you, broke you in..."

Jenny stood back up and grinned, then lipped playfully at his throat, giving him a gentle bite with her large, blunt teeth.

“Yes...to harness and as a mare..."

Vincent blushed and turned a brilliant red.

“Good thing I like you," Jenny winked at him. “I don't think you could pull that plough..."

With that, she turned and walked over to the large double door of the barn, where she dunked her head and neck into the rainwater barrel. Tossing her head back, she blew the residual water from her nostrils and flicked her long ears.

“Food, then shower, then..."

Jenny looked over her shoulder, a broad smile spreading across her dark lips as she lifted her tail and swayed it from side to side.

“Or food, then fun, get even more sweaty_..._then shower?"

Jenny turned about, holding out the rein that was bound to the harness that covered her head as she raised both eyebrows.

“I do so like to be worked hard..." Jenny nickered, then with a flick of her tail, she walked out of the barn.

Vincent had no words for her...

To Be Continued...