Rein-bound - Chapter Four -

Story by Cederwyn Whitefurr on SoFurry

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Jenny finally admits to what and who she is, through a most pleasurable and enjoyable couple of hours of sexual arousal and passion with her beloved owner and lover


Rein-bound

Chapter Four

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

25th October, 2021

All Rights Reserved.

Rein-bound – Chapter Four

“EEEEK!” Jenny whickered, her body convulsing at the touch of the cold ice cube.

“Or here...” Vincent giggled, as he trailed it down the small of her back. “Or...”

He ran it from the base of her tail to the fluffy tip and back again.

“Or...”

Jenny shuddered and panted, trashing helplessly in the restraints that bound her.

“I get free...I'm so going too...too...”

“Hmm? You'll what...little foal? You're not going anywhere!”

Trailing the riding crop over her back, Vincent grinned and brought it down on her rump with a loud slap. Jenny whickered and arched her spine inwards, making it crackle from neck to tail base.

“Such a naughty mare! I should whip you until you whinny!”

“Do...it...” Jenny gurgled. “I like being whipped!”

Her paws gripping the bed sheets as she felt the riding crop sting spread like wildfire throughout her body. Vincent grinned and straddled her hips, his knees either side of her, before he smacked her shoulder, then rump, then thighs...

Each time, Jenny nickered and squirmed in orgasmic pleasure – her body convulsing beneath him with the pleasure.

“How do you punish a naughty, insolent little foal?” Vincent pondered, then began tapping his penis against her lower back, before he grinned and smacked her left rump with the crop again.

“Urgh...I get free...you're gonna...regret this!” Jenny shuddered and moaned in pleasure.

Rising up on his knees, Vincent wiggled backwards, then gripped her tail base with one hand, as he teasingly rubbed his penile head against her wet, winking labial folds.

“I'm so gonna plough your field little filly...” Vincent growled, as he tugged her tail teasingly.

“Promises, promises...” Jenny trembled, her labia winking faster and faster.

“Oh, I don't promise...I will do it...”

Timing himself, he watched her muscular contractions, before he slammed himself against her rump. Jenny's braying rang forth, as she felt him mount her, mingling with his own moans of delight and sensual pleasure.

He didn't hold back – he knew he wouldn't have too, as he drove his full length deep inside her vaginal tunnel. Jenny groaned in lustful desire and instinctively clamped down on him, making Vincent gasp.

“Try...harder little...colt - “ Jenny grunted, as she began to tremble and squeeze with her muscles. “Mmm, you feel...so good...”

“Urgh...you're...gonna break...” Vincent gurgled and ground his teeth as he withdrew and plunged back inside her.

“You...first...” Jenny shuddered.

*

In the end, they virtually tied...

*

Jenny come first, her squeals and powerful muscle contraction driving Vincent demented, then when he felt her fluids splatter over his groin and thighs – his own climax followed a heartbeat later. His hips smacked against hers and his seminal fluid spurted into her body and he slumped over her back, gasping, sweating and panting.

A low moan come from Jenny, who shuddered beneath him and puffed through her nostrils.

“That...was something...”

“Urgh...” Came the exhausted grunts from Vincent, as his fingers fluttered over her shoulders. “Damn...mare...”

Jenny's vaginal folds and labia continued to tremble and squeeze, holding him within her.

“Want...to try again? I'm down for it...” Jenny shivered and sighed in sexual pleasure.

Vincent grabbed her by the harness on her shoulders and pushed himself upright, his fingers scratching down her back with his fingernails.

“Ooo...” Jenny snorted, her tail slashing across his chest. “Scratches? That feels lovely...”

Jenny squealed and bucked, as Vincent sniggered and smacked her rump hard with the riding crop.

“Mmm, more, more!”

“Such a greedy filly...aren't you?”

Jenny turned her hooded head, her long ears flicking forwards.

“So...colt...”

“Colt?” Vincent snorted then smacked her on the rump again, really leaning into it this time as the crop come down with a loud crack.

Jenny squealed and moaned, her vaginal folds and labia convulsing.

“Urgh...stop that!” Vincent gasped.

“Why would I?” Jenny's lips spread in a grin as she bared her large, blunt teeth at him.

Shuddering, Vincent felt himself quickly coming back to full arousal within her.

“There he is...my dear, sweet colt...”

Vincent shuddered and dismounted. Jenny lay her chin back on the pillow, her tubular ears switching backwards. With a giggle, Vincent brought the crop down hard on her rump again, making Jenny buck against the mattress and whinny.

“Good girl, loud and long! You know I want to hear it!”

Again he smacked her, and Jenny obliged, her braying even louder than before. He saw her body become wet with sweat and the sweet smell of her arousal wafted up from her nether regions. Her pleasure and sexual arousal become almost intoxicating, as he teasingly stroked down her back with with the crop.

“Urgh...so...hot...” Jenny panted.

“Does the filly need a timeout?”

With a snort, Jenny squirmed and her tail slashed across Vincent's chest.

“I'm still waiting for you to truly show me what you got Colt, this has just been a tease so far...”

“Oh, is that right?” Vincent grunted. “Well then...”

He climbed off the bed and Jenny's ears flicked as she heard him rummage through the cupboard.

“If you want a real stallion...”

A sweet scent floated on the air conditioned breeze and Jenny's nostrils flared.

“Is that...? Lube? I don't think you need that!” Jenny snickered.

I don't, no...” Vincent's chuckle reached her ears. “I've been meaning to try this out on you, it just never seemed the right time...”

Jenny blinked, feeling something firm pressed against her sensitive labial folds and with a wet slurp, it was eased inside of her.

“What's that!” Jenny gasped, feeling her folds spread apart as something firm, yet flexible, pushed deeper and deeper inside of her. “I know its not...oh...oh...

Jenny's whole body began shaking, as Vincent grinned and flicked the switch on the equine like vibrator he'd slid into her. As it pulsed, rotated and shuddered, Jenny gasped and her whole body shuddered.

“I know I'm no stallion - “ Vincent snickered and caressed her back with his palms, before his hand wrapped around her tail and pulled it upright.

“Urgh...” Jenny gurgled, the wet slurping sounds from her labia loud and arousing.

“That feel good, does it?” Vincent laughed and knelt behind her. “Now, little filly... I promised I would make you squeal and bray like the mare you are...”

Vincent laughed quietly, as he turned up the settings on the vibrator that was buried inside her. It's pulses, rotations and trembling increased its intensity.

“Oh...” Jenny brayed, her head tilted back, labia squeezing and relaxing as she come again. Her sticky fluids splattering on the bed as she struggled to resist.

“I'm not done with you little one...” Vincent grinned. “That's only set half-way...shall I turn it right up?”

“Nnngh!” Jenny wheezed, her blunt teeth grinding together as she writhed helplessly in the restraints that held her to the bed.

She'd never known such pleasure could exist! Her body was slick with her sweat, her heart pounded in her chest and her aching rump burned. It all just added to the sexual fire that turned white hot within her.

“Now, my dear, insolent and lazy little mare... Have you ever experienced two stallions at once?”

Jenny couldn't answer him, her throat was locked tight as she merely squirmed, moaned and writhed on the bed. Vincent lifted up her tail even higher, before he pushed himself inside her, his lube slick length burying itself inside her anal passage again.

“ Oh gods, that...that feels...” Vincent gasped.

As the combination of the vibrator and Jenny's own incredible body warmth and muscular contractions seized him.

“You're...so...” He moaned, grasping her hips.

Jenny brayed again, her muscles rippling from ankles to fingertips, as Vincent began thrusting into her again and again.

“Squeal little mare...squeal and bray for me...tell me I'm your stallion...”

Jenny did more than squeal. Her head back, she let out a tremendous bellowing squeal and bray that rattled the windows. Indeed, she let the world know, she was truly a pleased, happy mare...

TO BE CONTINUED...