I always ride a Fjord horse as it was developed for the steep landscape of Fjords and Mountains. It's is probably quite closely linked to the ancient ...orth Asian wild horse, so it still has a lot of its original wildness."S-L-A-M !We were startled by the sound of the door slamming behind us, was there someone there? Was it the wind? All three of us became silent as we struggled to hear. Suddenly Lena took a riding crop from the nearby stable wall and walked right to the source of the sound.. Thatgoes both ways."He sighed. "You're right... I'm... Look, I just don't know quite how tosay this..." Go on," I responded, part of me not really wanting him to."I... Well, I think I had a wet dream," he said, turning to face me witha pained expression on his face, the evidence of my indiscretion coveringthe front of his boxers in thick white globules. "I mean, I woke upcovered in... this, with a raging hard-on and all sorts of dirty thoughtsrunning through my head, so..."I knew I should. He knows the game we are playing, and he is ready to play with us. Resting his hands on the back of our heads, he pushes forward quickly, leaving one of us to catch up to the new pace. Our mouths are open, and he fucks them. Moving from one to the other, gliding smoothly past our tonsils as he penetrates us. He’s using us, but he knows how to do it without hurting us. That’s not to say that there isn’t any discomfort of course, just that his technique is flawless – where his pleasure is. It made me feel so important to you that you would do anything to make me behave and serve you. It made me feel like a desirable and valuable woman that you would fight to own. And, that brings us to tonight."She looked up. We all do, when talking to the AIs. "Hillary, I need good sex, and that means a man who makes me submit to him. Tonight I am going to anger Tom so much that he loses his temper and beats me into submission, and then he is going to use me as his sex slave in any way he wants..