Greta had actual experiencing saddling a horse. She grew up on a farm before she found work in my father’s castle first as a scullery maid and then ...s my bedmaid. She enjoyed riding Prancer, a gelding, as much as I loved Delicate.The stable door creaked open.I froze as one of the stable boys trooped in. It was so early. I wanted to be out of the castle at dawn. Why was he here at this hour? I heard him moving around, greeting the horses in with mumbling words that I almost couldn’t. He knew when I said that, that there was a squirrel, duck, dove or varmint in my sight. He would straighten out his tail almost straight out and nose easing forward waiting for, ‘Vamanos,’ which was go, which also turned into, ‘lets go.’ A word that was used by My stepfather constantly which in turn was drilled into my head years before his passing. When in the field the shotguns blast would trigger his ‘Vamonos.’ The four whistles to guide his right, left, in and out with hand signals. I grasped her throbbing clit between my thumb and forefinger and started gently pressing it between my fingers. Mandhira aunty had closed her eyes and was biting her lower lip as I was playing with her clitoris.Her pussy was red hot now and I realized how badly she needed to have an orgasm. After all, it had been 10 years since she’d had real sex after her husband’s death. She moaned, gasped and shivered to my clit-play, I knew she was close to having an orgasm.Her cum juices oozed steadily. I told him it was too big and he said not to worry he would stretch me wide and fuck me all day and night with toys. an hour later I was tied and gagged and had a spreader bar between my legs. I had been taking so many poppers I did not know where I was. 7 of his friends came round and took turns fucking me I was whimpering and the Boss told me when they had gone I would be taking the huge Dildo and he had 2 others that were larger next to it. about 5 hours later his friends had finished.