This was repeated a number of times before I felt a hand on my shoulder. Then I could sense that someone was standing with me, apparently posing with ...e for more pictures. I was then turned as far as the gag-strap would allow. "My, but that strap was a wonderful idea," said a sultry, sexy voice. "Time to remove it." I heard a padlock being unlocked, and could feel the strap being pulled through the ring on my ball gag. "Out!" was all she said. With that, I felt myself being turned and then. I've been told by the guys on the rodeo circuit that I am a "good looking gal". I try to take care of myself and look good.The real love of my life is my horse, Rip. He's a big stud horse that I raised him from a colt. He is well trained, he's fast and I'm the only person he will let ride him. A few of the men I have known have tried to ride him, but he puts them in the dirt every time. I guess my story starts when I was around 15 years old. I was just starting the 9th Grade and wasn't. I had done this workout routine dozens of times, my body going through the familiar motions on it's own freed my mind to focus on Mary-Jane.Janie... she said her friends called her Janie.So I had finally made a friend. That was good. A very horny friend. Even better.This was kind of a lot to process. On the one hand, I'd been sexually active for the first time in my life, and I suspected that yesterday wouldn't be the last time. I had made a friend, and more importantly one that really helped. It was now time...Shivering, either in nervousness or arousal she didn't know but she had to finish her task...Reaching behind her she managed to find the waiting right handcuff, slipping her right wrist into it she closed it down. The clicking of the ratcheting causing her to jump a little as it closed and with it her freedom was taken...Struggling a little to move her wrists she probed with her fingers until she found the waiting grove of the thumb cuffs, slipping her right thumb into the.