This screen allowed me to get organised without having to take Spirit back up into the horse box. Much easier... !!First things first, once Laura had ...eleased my wrists I scooted inside to undress and use the toilet, not sexy, but very important. Belly riders soon learn that a full bladder or bowel is not a good thing, causes all sorts of issues, so best remember. I also washed the ‘smudges’ Laura had applied as part of my slave look, towelled off just to start clean and dry, then slipped on a. I didn’t feel there was any other way. So, I accepted without understanding what he was saying,” anger made Ian’s voice harsh. “The stranger cut his wrist open, his dark blood welling up. He offered it to me…encouraging me to drink from him. I opened my mouth allowing his blood to fill my mouth, swallowing….trying not to vomit. It was then that I felt excruciating pain…like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I writhed on the ground, howling into the night. The strangers fading away. I slipped out and licked his balls."Oh FUCK! You are good at this slut," he groaned as I slid my mouth back up his cock.I let his cock plop out of my mouth as I looked up at him and smiled. I held up my hand that was slick with my pussy juice as I said, "Now let's get that cock in me."He picked me up with a grin and threw me on the bed. I spread my legs wide and leaned back. He wasted no time putting the head of his cock at my slick entrance. He thrust it in with a single hard slam of his hips.. The two paints in the pasture knew us. They were with us in other time as well as here. It was the first time that we did something completely simultaneously in both times. We looked into our horses’ eyes and they spoke to us in both times at the same time.If this sounds anywhere near as strange as I think it does, it’s still nowhere near as strange as it was. It was like suddenly being grounded. We were calm and happy. Neither one of us could stop talking about it when we came in for dinner. I.