For instance, I decided that I wanted to learn to currycomb a horse and better understand how they’re cared for. A ranch hand was keenly willing to teach me. But for that, I had to submit to his lusty need for anal sex. I didn’t really mind at all, because he lubed me up as well as his cock with something nicely slippery. Then he penetrated my butt hole easily, and humped me for a while before unloading in my receptive rectum. I didn’t actually have an orgasm from it, but I did enjoy it. As I started to currycomb the horse, I love the feel of his warm hide under my hands. I also enjoyed the sounds of his happy nickering from my brushing caresses. By the time I finished, he looked sleek and beautiful and proud — so I assumed he was also happy.
After lunch one day, I was wandering around some of the outbuildings, when a ranch hand came close to me and tapped me on the shoulder. “Howdy Ma’am. My name’s Tex, and my buddy here is called Laredo. And we’ve chosen you to assist us in our demonstration this afternoon.”
“Demonstration? What kind of demonstration?” I asked.
“It’s called team roping, and it’s a skill that cowboys and ranch hands need to master to handle the herds.”
“So I’m to be a herd of one?” I asked, a little mystified.
“Yep. This here will just be a demonstration of how it’s done.”
“So if it’s a demonstration, does that mean some people will be watching?” I wanted to know.
“Some, sure. But it all depends on who’s not busy at that time,” Tex responded.
“And, since I’m a ‘breeder’ I assume you want some form of sex with me?”
He scanned me up and down, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. “I admit that did enter into our decision-making process,” he chuckled.
“Okay, I’m game. What do I have to do?”
“We’ll be out in a flat field on our horses. Your job is to just try to get away from us.”
“That sounds simple enough. Please show me where,” I said.
“Here comes Zeke. He’ll lead you out to the area, while we saddle up and meet you out there.”
Not only did Zeke lead me to the field, but he also used a bullhorn to loudly announce the demonstration that was beginning soon, and people started to gather. He held my arm, to keep me in place so that once Tex and Laredo appeared, I wouldn’t immediately start running. He whispered to me, “When you do start to run, don’t run toward the crowd — we don’t want anyone trampled by the horses.”
When Tex and his horse was far to the left of the onlookers, and Laredo was far to their right, Zeke let go of me and hustled into the crowd. Tex and Laredo were twirling their lassos over their heads as they started riding toward me, so I began to run away from the crowd. In a flash, Tex and his horse were in my path, so I turned around and ran, but in moments Laredo and his horse appeared in the distance in front of me. I jogged to my left, and both riders quickly blocked my forward progress and also behind me. I started running different directions randomly, only to find a ranch hand atop his horse in my path, twirling his lasso and whistling.