"But there's a lot more than just getting off like that. You get into a horse's life, and it's a whole different world."Now I'll admit, I have reserva...ions. But when I consider the alternative, I welcome all of the screwing and sucking. The girl who dreamed this up found a way to get rid of most of the petty little dominance games, cliques, and social pressures we all know about. You guys don't see it, but there's almost none of the female competition you get elsewhere, and almost none of the. " "Pfft. Keep talking boy." "I wanna see it." "See what?" OK, to be fair, I wasn't as clear as she was before. "I wanna see the ass I own." I crossed my arms acting all dominant. OK, this WAS fun. "Weirdo.." she took another drink and stood up, "Fine." She turned around facing away from me, pulled down her pajama pants, showing me her panty covered ass, and said, "There you go! That's all you get, cause you weren't more specific!" Not like I wanted to see more, just enjoying the. "I mean. - - I -umm- I wouldn't want to do sex oranything like that..." I shivered in my curls and went on hurriedly, "Butanything else! I'd gladly do just anything else to show how much Irespect you and -uh- what a wonderful place I think you have here, M-Miss Josie!" It was hard to swallow my pride and talk that, but fear ofbeing tossed out on the street, or maybe just raped right there on thespot, spurred me on."Hmmm," Josie mused, "Well, you don't have to worry about being forcedinto sex. I. It pulls my legs apart so the rope is tighter on my crotch. I cry out at the rough pain and stop as I get to the first knot. It has something wet on it and I think that mistress has applied some type of ointment that will burn my most intimate parts. I go up on tiptoes and ignore the sharp pain in my nipples. This however, does not prevent the knot from rubbing its ointment on me. I get over it and want to touch my crotch and asshole. They are burning so badly I can’t even think. I hear Alli.