Dr. Maggie DVM: Part 4

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By weirdemperor

 

Dr. Maggie DVM: Part 1
Dr. Maggie DVM: Part 2
Dr. Maggie DVM: Part 3

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Part 35
Part 36
Part 37
Part 38
Part 39
Part 40
Part 41

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Part 35

 

Just as a man would do when he’s making sweet passionate love to a woman he loves, Waldo stood beside me and licked, nipped, and suckled my breasts and tummy as best he could. He worked his way down to my navel, which is very ticklish. I tried my best not to giggle or laugh, but squirmed as I thought a dog would do. Then he straddled my head facing my pussy and I saw his gorgeous pink cock growing more and more engorged as it peeked out of his shaft. I lifted my head and took a cursory lick, wondering if it’s what he’d want me to do.

He didn’t turn and nip at me, so I took another lick and waited. Nothing. With each lick, his cock came out of his sheath little by little. While I was licking him, he started heading south on me and licked my protruding clit. What he didn’t know is that little bit of stimulation is all I need anymore to squirt. My first orgasm came and I squirted his nose. It surprised him a bit, so when he quickly lifted his head, his rear went down pushing his cock further down my throat. I almost gagged, just because it was done so quickly, but he stood there humping my face for a few more seconds. Suddenly, he jumped off me and stood between my legs.

“Was it when I licked you here that you did that?” and he licked my clit again.

“Yes,” I answered aloud, and whimpered again. My clit was so sensitive right now, I thought it couldn’t stand anymore stimulation. Didn’t matter what I thought, though. Waldo kept at it. Lightly licking my clit, he made me cum again and again. I writhed on the rug, whining and whimpering, wanting him to stop, but wanting to beg for more.

Finally, he nosed up under one of my knees and said roughly, “Turn over.”

I rose on my shaking hands and knees and he was on my back in a flash. His soft long fur tickled my back and his front legs grasped me tightly around my waist. His dick hit the mark the first time and he plunged it deep into my wet and waiting pussy. Oh, how he hammered that huge, swollen cock into me. I know at the largest part around, I could have barely touched my middle finger and thumb together. All the time he was panting in my ear and hammering away at my cunny. I came several more small times, but at last, he shoved his huge, grapefruit-sized knot into my pussy. I felt his hot seed spilling into my womb, and that’s when my own dam broke. I whined, whimpered, and gasped when I came. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d cum like that.

Waldo turned and stayed tied with me for as long as he could. Just as he plopped out of me, Maria opened the door to his kennel to see his seed gushing out of my gaping hole.

“Dammit! Now, who’s gonna clean that up?” she said in mock sternness.

“Get me a towel or something and I’ll do it, Maria.”

“You’re not going to be able to walk right after a ‘Waldo fucking’, Maggie. Waldo’s a BIG MoFo.” With that she sent Waldo a wink and a thumbs up, and went to find a towel for me.

“When she’s right, she’s right,” Waldo agreed. “I am a very big dog with a very big dick. Hope you enjoyed your romp?”

“Of course, Waldo. Of course,” I reassured him with a rub under his jaw and a scratch behind the ears. “Out of all the dogs to choose, I choose you because you’re the best!” Again, I scratched him behind his ears and gave him a smooch on the nose.

It was then that I found myself back in the main barn; snapped back to reality. The scents and sights had me giddy because I’d not been here in several weeks. Duke ran up to me, and I crouched down to give him a hug. He licked my ear and I giggled like a schoolgirl. His tail was wagging so much that the movement actually carried up his body.

“Oh, Maggie! I’m so glad you’re here! I’ve missed you so much! Why haven’t you come by – at least to see me? What have you been doing? Wait,” he stopped and backed away from me. “WHO have you been doing. I smell another dog on you.”

I chuckled at him, “Duke, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think that you were jealous. You’re not the jealous type, are you?” I ruffled his head and stood back up. I walked right to him so his nose would be buried in my twat.

“Why should I be jealous? I’m the one that broke your bestiality cherry. Your DOG cherry. It’s just, I think I know his scent.”

“You do, huh? Well, maybe I’ll sit down and talk to you later about him. Right now, I have to talk to Cherry and Dr. Rose about Empy. Have you been keeping tabs on him?”

“Nah, and I don’t care to, either. I just know that he’s been doing a good job, and he’s taking care of Cherry when she rides him in the arena. Otherwise, I stay away from the big animals. Too easy to get stepped on if they’re not careful, or they get crazy – like the stallions have a tendency to do.”
“Oh, don’t I know it,” I agreed. “I gotta get in there. You’ve been doing alright, haven’t you?” I asked aloud.

“Yeah, I’m feeling good, thanks for asking,” and he left me with a lick on my hand.

The barn was just as clean as it always was. Fred does a really good job making sure all animals are comfortable and all people are safe. I noticed that the cement floor seemed to sparkle today, and wondered if something special was happening. As I walked down the long aisle toward the wash racks, I spotted a new woman near High’s stall. Since I didn’t see Cherry or Fred anywhere near the wash racks with Emp, I stopped to chat with her.

“Hello there. He’s a beaut, isn’t he?” I asked her, trying to open a conversation.

“Oh! You startled me. I didn’t see you there. He sure is pretty. What’s his name again?” and she stepped back to see the nameplate on his stall.

“High and Mighty. He’s the main stallion here at Cherry’s Playground. Hi, my name is Maggie. What’s yours?” and I stuck out my hand to shake hers.

“Hi, I’m Caroline,” she took my hand and pumped it with a firm shake. “I just moved my horse here to, um, get trained.”

Her blush said it all, and I wasn’t about to pursue it, but I certainly was curious.

“I’ve not seen you around before, Maggie. Are you new too?”

“No, I’ve just been stuck at work. I’m Dr. Rose’s apprentice slash intern at Lower River Animal Hospital, and she’s given me a lot more responsibilities there recently,” I offered. Now, for some info from her. “You say you just moved your horse here for training. That’s awesome. Cherry’s the best at what she does. I’m curious, though, how’d you find Cherry’s Playground?”

“Well, actually, I was just driving around one day looking for a new house. I’d just moved here from Iowa about three weeks ago, and I needed a place for my horse. He was going to be shipped down as soon as I found him a stall somewhere. I actually happened by the farm as I was looking for a house in the cul-de-sac a mile from here. You know the one? Anyway, when I drove up, I saw the gate was locked, but there was a speaker.

After reading the warning that no children were allowed on the premises at all, I thought that this was going to be a fairly quiet facility. I called on the speaker box and spoke to a man named Fred. After several minutes he unlocked the gate and I drove on up to the parking area. We spoke, I met Cherry, she explained the farm, and she agreed to take my horse on condition.” She shrugged, “I guess the rest is history.”

“Curious, You don’t happen to be Weird Emperor’s owner, do you?” I asked.

“Why, yes! Why do you ask?”

“No reason. It’s just that Cherry told me that you wanted Emp trained – it is alright that I call him ‘Emp’?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah, call him Emp, Empy, Weirdo, whatever. He doesn’t seem to mind,” she chuckled.

High came up to us then and gave a polite snort. “I suppose High doesn’t want us talking about the new boy in town, huh?” I gave his nose a light tap with my finger then scratched his forehead, tousling his forelock. “’Specially right here in front of his stall. No, Sir… High’s not going to lose his place, are ya, fella?”

“You’re damn right I’m not, Maggie,” and he gave another snort and walked back to eat again.

“Heehee. Caroline, High’s not the jealous type. That’s what I like about animals. They don’t get jealous about the same things we humans do.”

“Unless the animal’s mistress is getting jumped by another animal,” came a male voice. The only male voice that I’d missed hearing for two days. I turned around, and there stood Fred, in all his stinky glory.

Ignoring his comment, I made a funny face, “Ugh, Fred! Have you been rolling around with the pigs?!” I exclaimed, and Caroline laughed.

“Actually, no. It was with Outlaw. He got stuck in the mud in the pasture and freaked out when he sunk in up to his belly. I carefully got him out, but it took all afternoon, and then I had to get him washed up. It was like he was freaking out because his wiener was touching the mud,” he sighed and threw his hands up. “Cherry wants to breed Outlaw and Mudbug soon, and I guess he knows it. I suppose we’ll have to find a paddock for them soon. Or I’ll have to build one,” he stated flatly.

“Oh, poor Outlaw. Should I go talk to him?” I asked. “Would that make him feel better, you think?”

“Poor Outlaw?! What about poor me? I mean, look at me!” Fred whined.

“I don’t have to look at you, Hon. I can smell you,” and we all chuckled at Fred’s plight.

“Anyway, he seems to be all right now, after his bath,” Fred continued. “He’s next to Mudbug in the cow barn, and they’re smooching through the slats. It’s kind of comical, actually,” he laughed.

“That would be funny to see,” Caroline piped up.

“Well, you’re more than welcome to go see them, Ms. Caroline, but Cherry’s coming in with Emperor soon, so you might want to stick around here,” Fred added. He always had the uncanny knack of being straightforward.

“Oh, okay then,” she said. Then turning to me, “Have you seen my Empy?” I nodded. “Isn’t he just wonderful?” she clapped asked excitedly. It was as if she wasn’t really 32 years old, but 15.

I had to agree, though. “I was just out at the arena as Cherry was finishing her training for today. Emp seemed to understand everything she was telling him. I think Cherry’s just polishing what you’d already started, Caroline. He’s a wonderful and very willing horse. Where did you find him?” I asked.

“Well, let me think. He was an OTTB. You know what that means? Off the track Thoroughbred. He’d run in a couple races, but I think his owner basically used him as an encourager for younger, ‘brighter’ athletes, because he’d never won a race. Oh, he was plenty fast, but I think he had the mindset of Seabiscuit – never given a chance to win, so he didn’t know he could. Anyway, when I saw him, he didn’t have the build of a racehorse, so I bought him at a bargain price of 5k.”

“Wow, that is great!” I said.

“Yup, don’t I know it. It was a steal, actually. A good looking TB stallion, maybe a little on the thin side, but with great bloodlines ready to be taken to a new lifestyle. I had to teach him some manners, but he learned quickly. He’s really more like a puppy. He’s a pushover with the ladies. I kept him with my TB mare as a companion, actually hoping to get her bred and have a foal. But with the three years they’d been together, he’d only managed to breed her once because she was his boss.

She’d only let him mount her at certain times, and believe it or not, it wasn’t when she was in heat, so she never got bred. I guess when I told her he was coming here, it was as if she understood me, and THEN she allowed him to breed her. Now I have to wait for her to have the foal before I can have them shipped here too because she’s got a couple more months until she’s due.”

“This lady is a chatterbug, if ever I’ve seen one,” came a sigh from High. I laughed out loud without thinking. Thankfully, Caroline probably thought that I was laughing at her tale.

“Yeah, I know, right?! Who would have thought that a stallion would be bullied around by his mare?”

“Well, you did a good job of teaching him some manners. As I said, Cherry’s just had to polish what you’ve already started. Now, if you’ll excuse me, or you can walk with me, I need to go see Cherry.”

“Sure! Sure. I don’t want to keep you from your vet duties.” Caroline started to walk with me, then tugged my arm to get me to stop. She talked in whispered tones now, and I had to lean in closer to hear her.

“Maggie, do you know what kind of barn this is? I’d never heard of a barn that allows animals to ‘ride’ people. Believe it or not, that’s what I always wanted to do with Emperor. Oh, to experience a nice thick dong in my twat…” She rambled, but quickly got back to her tale. “It’s just that the barn that I came from had too many kids around, and how was I going to teach him to… to… mount me anyway?” She looked around as if to see if anyone was spying on us, then continued. “Do you think that Cherry will be able to train Emperor to… to mount me?”

I stood up tall, but kept my voice low, “Caroline, you’ve come to the right place. C’mon, lemme show you,” and I walked her toward the wash rack where Cherry was just taking off Emp’s tack.

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Part 36

Emp nickered when he saw us turn the corner of the wash rack. Caroline thought it was for her, but I heard differently.

“Oh, Dr. Maggie. Please, please, teach me to ride women. I’ve got a burning in my loins to mate with one of you. None of the ladies around here would even get near me when I had a hard-on, and it nearly killed me! Well, not really…” he whined.

I chuckled and said to no one in particular, “Looks like we have a very excited stallion on our hands, girls.”

Cherry spun around, “If he has a hard on, get away from him. I’ll not have you ruining my two weeks worth of training in one second,” she demanded.

Both Caroline and I took a couple steps back whether we wanted to or not. I checked under Emp’s belly, but he wasn’t hanging out at all.

“He’s not out, Cherry,” I endeavored to say. “I just said that because of his nicker at Caroline.”

“Well, he’s going to start learning today when it’s okay to ‘come out’. He already knows that if he’s out, no woman is to get near him.” She quickly put away his tack, then walked back to us. “Caroline, he was very disrespectful to Maggie here, a couple of weeks ago,” Cherry placed her hand lightly on my shoulder. “She’s not been here for several weeks because she elicits… feelings in some of the stallions, that usually only mares find attractive.”

Caroline’s eyes grew more round and a silent, “Oh!” filled her mouth.

Cherry looked at me, “Did you tell her?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Did you want to?”

“Not really.”

“Want me to?”

I quickly grew tired of the minuscule questions, but I also wanted to keep my secret as much as I could. I only hoped Cherry could understand.

She nodded and said, “Okay.” Then looking at Caroline, she went on, “See, Caroline, Maggie is a horse whisperer. You’ve heard of those, right? People who can ‘talk’ to animals. Well, Emp seems to think she hears him, and he was at first really rude to her. I don’t understand why, but I wanted to stop that type of behavior immediately.”

“Oh, yes, I agree, Cherry! He did the same thing to me when I first got him and took him to my previous barn. He-”

“Not to be rude by interrupting you, but I was explaining something to you about Maggie.”

Caroline shrugged her shoulders as if to apologize, then gestured for Cherry to continue.

“Thank you. You brought Emperor here for a specific reason, did you not? That’s why Maggie is here. She’s going to help with his, um, ‘other’ training because she can communicate with the animals much easier than you or I. It’s true we can ‘tell’ them what to do, but Maggie can ‘reason’ with them – for lack of a better word.” Cherry looked at me and raised her eyebrows, silently asking if how she explained my gift was okay. I gave a slight nod, and she continued.

“Caroline, we’re going to start his training today.” Cherry picked up the water hose and started washing Emp’s legs, letting him get used to the temperature of the water. As she carefully washed his body, she kept on explaining to Caroline what was expected of her.

“I need you to come up with two words. One word we’ll teach him to let him know when it’s okay to mount you and fuck you. The other word will be the ‘safe’ word in which he’ll learn to dismount you and tuck everything back in – at least when he can. Many people know how the boy horses are – how they like to let it all hang out when they’re hot, or they’ve just peed. So, him being ‘out’ isn’t the problem. The problem will be that we don’t want him mounting you, or anyone else for that matter, when the ‘mount’ word is said.

So, the ‘mount’ word has to be something that you wouldn’t normally say in everyday conversation or at a show. The ‘safe’ word can be anything. He’ll learn both, and fairly quickly, because he’s a smart animal. You go home and think about those words, and let me know tomorrow.”

And with that, Cherry turned back to give her full attention to Emp because she was done talking to Caroline for the day. She simply expected Caroline to go home right away. I looked at Caroline and nodded an indifferent nod. Caroline took the carrot out of her back pocket, gave it to me, turned and slowly walked away.

“Thank you, Cherry,” I offered apologetically.

“Maggie, dear,” and she turned to me, “you have nothing to be sorry for. You have a gift, but many people don’t understand it. I, myself, have a hard time understanding it, but I’m getting the gist of it. Anyway, I fully respect that you don’t want everyone knowing about your gift. Sheesh, even Dr. Doolittle kept his secret,” she giggled.

I laughed, “Cherry, you DO know that Dr. Doolittle is a fictitious character, don’t you?”

“Oh, is he? I thought maybe he might me, but those movies make him seem so real. Wait,” she paused, “are YOU for real?”

“Oh, whatever, Cherry. Think what you want. You know I’m for real. I’m just glad I can only tune in to one animal at a time. I’d go crazy if I could hear them all at once like Dr. Doolittle.”

“That WOULD be bad, wouldn’t it?” she agreed. Then turning back to Emp with the water hose, she said, “Okay, I told Caroline we’re starting his training today. Thing she doesn’t know is, that you and I are going to get him to cum. He’s been carrying around his load, and he needs release.”

“That’s funny, because that’s almost exactly what he said when Caroline and I turned the corner and he nickered at us. This is what he told me: ‘Oh, Dr. Maggie. Please, please, teach me to ride women. I’ve got a burning in my loins to mate with one of you. None of the ladies around here would even get near me when I had a hard-on, and it nearly killed me! Well, not really…’ He really sounded whiney, Cherry. Like a man who hasn’t gotten fucked in a day or so.”

Cherry laughed, “I wouldn’t know too much about that. Fred doesn’t whine about that because he has his choice of girls – or boys for that matter – around here. I did hear him whine that he hadn’t seen you in a couple of days, but I told him to go fuck it off. I guess he did. He came back in a better mood not too long after I said that.”

Now it was my turn to laugh.

“Taylor doesn’t whine because she has me, you girls at the clinic, and any of the animals she wants here,” she continued. “I guess that when a boy has to hold it in for a while, they get to be like girls, huh, Emp?” and she patted him on the shoulder. “I do envy your gift, though, Maggie. It would seem it might make it easier to train an animal when I could converse with them, but they seem to do all right.”

“I’ve learned, Cherry, to not make it a habit to take this gift for granted. Something could happen to me today and I could lose it. I want to also be able to communicate with an animal without using my gift. That way, if I do happen to lose it, I won’t be completely lost and have to train myself all over again.”

“Oh, sure! I didn’t think about it that way. Well, good for you. Now, Emp’s cool. Let’s dry him off, and we’ll help him learn how to safely mount. Here. Grab this chamois and I’ll get that one, and we’ll have him dry in no time.”

She handed me the chamois she wanted me to have, grabbed another one, and we started at his head rubbing with the hair to get him as dry as we could. As we led him out of the wash rack, she didn’t want him to slip and fall on the concrete – even though it did have some texture. I took each foot and dried it off so he wouldn’t slip. Once they were all dry, instead of leading him to his stall, she led him to the mounting block.

“I guess I should have asked if you wanted him first, huh, Maggie?”

“Oh, I thought we were just going to jack him off. You really want him to fuck? Without Caroline here?” I asked.

“Oh yes. I don’t want her seeing his awkwardness at first, or she may rethink his training. All horses are awkward the first day. Once they get the feeling for it, they remember what to do.”

I nodded in agreement, “Sound like any man, to me.”

(Now, dear Reader, please don’t think I like to bash men. Quite the opposite. It’s just we all have our quirks, and in my experience, all men have behaved like this at one time or other.)

“If YOU don’t want to be his first, I’ll gladly help out,” I said excitedly.

“Well, to be truthful, the only dick I let come in me is Duke’s. I’m more of a ‘lady’s girl’ though I do like thick dongs. Taylor’s got a huge… never mind. TMI, right? So anyway, that’s why I’m letting you get him first.”

We arrived at the mounting block and Cherry told me to stand back. She wanted to train Emp how to stand over the block first and that it wasn’t going to hurt him. I saw that she talked to him like she would talk to a person, but explaining it slowly making sure he understood. Any time she asked him a question, he’d either nod or shake his head in answer. I was astonished to see him answering, but that just made it all the easier for her to train him.

About twenty to thirty minutes later, she had me come near them. “I want him to see you strip, so go ahead and strip. That will be one of his cues that will lead to him mounting anybody. Once he understands the first part of what he’s asked to do, he will quickly learn what the next thing is. Well, you saw how easy it was for him to understand the mounting block, right?” I nodded my ‘yes’, because I didn’t want her to lose her momentum. “He’s a quick learner. Okay, now that you’re beautifully undressed, you’re going to love on him. Talk to him that when a woman has no clothes on, it’s okay for his penis to come out.”

Now of course, Emp is hearing her explain this to me, but reenforcement never hurt anyone. Least of all me. I wanted to be sure that my pussy was completely wet before I let Emp mount me. Touching him, rubbing my bare tits on his slick hide was so intoxicating.

“Emp, do you feel my body? You see that I don’t have any clothes on, right? You understand that it’s time to get sexual. It’s okay for you to let go and let down.” I touched his flank so as to not tickle him, but not so as to be rough either. Then my hand slid further under his belly to his sheath. I rubbed and fondled him there, then slid my hand back to his balls, caressing him, all the while talking to him.

“When you see a woman getting undressed for you, Emp, you can know it’s time to get ready for sex. You’re here to learn how to fuck women, not just mate with mares. Empy, you do want to fuck me, right?”

An audible groan came from him, and Cherry and I lit up. We knew he was understanding.

“Stand back, Maggie. Let me see something. Emperor,” Cherry started, “Show me how you learned to stand over the box.” She flipped the lead rope over his neck so he’d have full control. He walked up to the side and scooted his hips over first, then stepped over with his shoulders. She taught him to feel for the box with his legs, not his belly, since when a woman is actually on the box, his belly will touch her. Once he was fully over the box, Cherry patted him, told him, “Good boy, Emp! Good fella!” and asked him to sidestep off the box. He was careful to do that too.

“Come hold him while I get a pad for you to lay on. I don’t want you getting splinters in your back side,” Cherry said.

“Oh, well, thank you for that kindness, Cherry!” I giggled.

“Not a problem. You keep talking to him. I’ll be back in a minute.”

So there I was, stark naked with the blackest, most well-muscled horse I’d ever seen. “Oh, Emp. This will be just one more thing that I know I’ll never forget. You’re so beautiful and so, so…” He licked my breast, sending my thoughts into even more of a tizzy. I let out a gasp and a moan, and he started to nibble on one then the other. Horse’s lips are so nimble, and his were no exception.

“Oh, Emp, let me help you too,” I gasped.

With the lead still over his neck, I walked back to his flank on his left side and slid my hand under his belly, finding he’d already slid his prick out of his sheath. “Oh! How big you are, my big, beautiful stallion.” With my feet wide, I squatted at his side taking his heavy dick into both my hands. My pussy was of course already wet, and the cool air caressing my shaved cunt made my skin prickle. I brought his enormous prick-head to my mouth and licked it. As I’d said before, it was mushroom-ed as if he’d already serviced a mare, so it was big.

I couldn’t even try to get the whole thing in my mouth. But I did suckle on his hole and tasted a bit of pre-cum. Oh, he was sweet. My hands felt as if they were carrying a 32 ounce cup, he was that big around. His skin was clean and baby-soft and smelled nice, not sour like some horse’s dicks. As I suckled him, I tried to pump his prick a little toward my mouth. He humped once or twice, letting me know he was ready. By that time, Cherry was back with a thick pad – probably a winter blanket – for me to lay on. I stood up, and felt some of my own lubrication slide down my inner thigh.

“Here ya go, Maggie. Oh, look at him! Isn’t he gorgeous! Almost makes me want to forsake girls – or at least be bi,” she laughed. “He’s big. Think you’re ready for him?”

“Ready? Who’s ever going to be ready? But I want him, sure. I’m lusting for him, Cherry. I need him in me. I’ve not had a big dick in a while. At least not as big as a horse’s. I need that ‘full’ sensation.”

“I know what you mean,” she agreed. “All right, lay down on the box, and let’s see what this guy can do.”

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Part 37

“Emp,” I started with hesitation. He must have sensed it.

“Don’t worry, Maggie. I’ll take good care not to hurt you.”

“Thank you, Hon. Now, side step just like Cherry taught you. She’s going to guide your dick into my pussy. Until you get the feel for everything we teach you, you’re going to need someone to help guide it. Understand?”

Emperor nodded his head so Cherry could also see that his answers meant that he really did understand.

“Incredible!” Cherry exclaimed. “This horse really is smart!”

“Oh, we knew that, didn’t we, fella? Okay, ease over.” I patted near his flank with my foot while I said, “Rear end first. That’s it.” Then I patted him on the shoulder to get his shoulders lined up. As soon as he was directly over top of me, I arched my back for our bellies to touch. “Emp, this is my belly. I have a little bit of room, but when you end up mounting Caroline, you won’t have this much room. I want you to take care not to press down, okay?”

“I’ll do my best,” came his reply.

“Are you out, Baby? Is your thick, hard dick ready? Cherry’s gonna touch you,” I held a finger up for her to hold on a minute. “I want you to think when you do this so you won’t hurt the woman, okay?”

Emp groaned. I knew he was growing impatient, but it would only take a moment longer.

“When Cherry touches your cock, I want you to bring it up and try to slap your belly with it. That’s pretty easy, huh? Okay, try it.”

Cherry gently touched the underside of Emperor’s cock. When he brought it up to slap his belly, it swished through my cunt lips and lightly caught my clit. When I gasped, Emp let out a neigh.

“Oh, Emp! Did I scare you?”

“No, you didn’t. I felt that quiver go through you, and it sent something like fire through me.”

“That ‘fire’ was a very good feeling. You’re learning the sensations you’ll need for when you mount. Caroline’s not going to have someone there all the time to help her, so you’ll need to learn what it feels like. Here, do it again, but this time, right after you slap your belly, hunch your butt forward. Let’s see what that does.”

“Cherry,” I said aloud, “Just watch and see how close Emp comes to getting his dick in my snatch, okay?”

“Sure,” she agreed. “You don’t want me actually placing him near it?”

“No, no. He’s got to learn what it feels like. I told him Caroline isn’t always going to have someone there to help her. He’s got to learn it.”

“Oh, well, that’s true,” she said. “All right. Let’s see what this stud can do.”

My head was between his front legs, and I wrapped my arms around them. I tapped him on the shoulder and encouraged him, “Okay, Big Man. Slap your belly.”

Again, the big head of his prick slid right through the lips of my cunt, and grazed my clit. As soon as he felt it, he hunched forward like I told him to. His dick held perfect aim, cause as soon as he went forward, it slid five inches into my wickedly wet cunt. He held it there a second or two as if he wasn’t sure what to do, then basic instinct took over. He pounded that thick dick in my slick hole so forcefully, I thought I could feel it coming up my throat. Thankfully, my shoulders were braced against the back of his front legs so I couldn’t slide off the block.

His dick filled my cunt.

“Oh My Gawd!” I screamed over and over. “Emp! Fill me with your seed. I want to have your cum fill my little womb. Oh, FUCK IT! Yeah!” I kept screaming. My stomach was touching his with every in-stroke, and I could feel my pussy starting to tighten. I came over and over again. I happened to look over to my right, and there was Cherry with her mouth hung open playing with her sopping wet pussy. Next thing I knew, she was beside me tweaking my nipples as I was getting a cunt-beating from Emp. I love for my nipples to be tweaked, twisted, hit, bit, whatever. It’s a pleasure of mine for my breasts to be beaten, sort-of.

Just then, Emperor started grunting. “I’m cumming, Maggie! I’m gonna fill your tight pussy with my cum! My dick’s gonna pound you so hard, I want to hear you scream my name, Maggie. Scream!”

“Oh, Gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd,” I kept chanting. One hard thrust, and I could feel Emp empty his balls in my womb. My whole body went rigid, and I did scream. Not only because he wanted me to, but because of the pent-up energy that was surging through my body, that was the only way to let it out. There was so much of his hot seed that it overflowed my pussy, and started to squish out around his prick and plop toward the stable floor. Cherry put her hand under my ass and scooped as much of it as she could. She brought her hand to my face, and instead of letting me slurp it out of her hand, she smeared it all over my face. The next handful she had, got smeared all over my breasts.

Now, unlike most stallions, Emp stayed in my cunt for as long as he could. Since he wasn’t actually mounted and didn’t have to stand on just his back legs, he could stand there and start to relax. Well, his body might have relaxed, but his fat cock sure didn’t. He stayed hard – and in my twat – for what seemed like hours, but was only about fifteen minutes. Every so often, he’d hunch forward, sending another shock wave through my body. Just when I thought I’d had enough, he must have sensed it.

“You’re gonna fuckin’ wait on me to be done, ‘Dr.’ Maggie,” He said forcefully. “I’ve been waiting to fuck you since I got here, and now that I have you… Now that I’ve got you impaled on my fat dick, you’re gonna take what I’ve got coming to you.”

“No, no, no,” Each word coming out as a frantic breath as he hunched forward again. I wasn’t scared, because I know he wasn’t being mean. I was a tease to him that day, so I suppose I deserved it.

“Emp, I can’t…” I panted, “I can’t take…” I groaned with another thrust. “I can’t take much more. Please, please, please hurry! Fill me up again. Oh, you’ve got my pussy on fire! My whole body’s on fire. Oh, oh, oh!” I panted with every thrust from him.

“Is he being disrespectful, Maggie? Cause if so…” Cherry stood up in a quick defensive posture as if she was going to have to fight him to get off of me.

“No, no, no,” I gasped in pleasure. “He wants to come one more time. Oh, Cherry! How much of his dick is inside me?!”

*****

Part 38

Cherry looked carefully and shook her head. I took it to mean that she didn’t know. I later found out that she shook her head in disbelief. She could see the outline of his big mushroom-head in my belly. From there she eye-balled a measurement of about 18 inches. It was 18 inches from the entrance to my cunt to the top-tip of my womb. Emp was literally IN my womb. How that happened, I have no idea, and it’s never happened since with any other animal. It was only with Emp.

Anyway, Emp started fucking me hard again. With each thrust my rear end came off the box. It was all I could do to not squeeze my heels into his sensitive flanks. My knuckles turned white as they clung to the side of the box and all I felt was a continuous orgasm. But this time, something deep inside me felt different. When Emperor pulled out of me, he took some of his sticky cum with him. Oh, not only that, but when I felt his bulbous head slide past my G-spot, my orgasm finished with such a flare: I screamed, and actually squirted my own cum!

“Oh, FUCK, Maggie!” exclaimed Cherry. “Do you know what you just did? I’ve never seen that happen in real life; never saw a woman squirt before. What was it like?” she rambled.

I shook my head. I couldn’t speak. Hell, I couldn’t even think! I’d just gotten banged by the biggest dick ever, and she wanted to know what a squirt felt like. (roll eyes here) I couldn’t catch my breath. My breasts heaved under Emp’s chest and my legs felt very heavy. My left leg touched his right hip, and he automatically side passed to his left. When he was clear of me, I could finally sit up and breath somewhat normally. I looked at his dick and took a mental note of the wetness on it. From the tip of his massive, cum-soaked dick, I eye-balled about 20 inches of wetness.

“There’s no way 20 inches of his fat dick was inside me! No frick’n way!”

“And why not?” Emp replied. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I fucked you quite hard and fast. Why couldn’t your body expand to that girth and length?”

“Emp,” I chuckled, “You’re too much for your own good. Oh, gawd! My stomach hurts. I’m gonna be pissin’ cum for a week!” I said as I gingerly got up from the box. Fred came out of nowhere to help me to my feet and allow me to lean on him.

“Here, Hon, let’s get you cleaned up. Did you know I installed a shower recently? Let me show you where it is. If you need help, I’ll be there for you.”

I gave him a very sincere smile. I found my voice didn’t work – probably from all the screaming – so I had to give Fred my “I’d like that very much” smile.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cherry lead Emp back to the wash rack to clean him up. He looked drained too – gee, I wonder why – with his head hanging low and his limp dick hanging between his well-muscled hindquarters.

As Fred led me through the small tack room to the bathroom, I kept feeling splotches of cum either run down my leg, or splat on the floor near my foot. I just wanted to sit down and wash it out of me. Sure, I love to drink it “straight from the tap,” but my pussy was full of cum and it was uncomfortable. I looked down as I neared the bathroom and saw my stomach protrude as if I was about four months pregnant. Not so very big really, to some. It just looked like I’d swallowed a cantaloupe. But I knew that the only thing that swallowed anything was my pussy swallowing Emp’s monstrosity of a prick.

Fred opened the door of what used to be a bathroom with a toilet and sink. He’d taken them out and tiled the whole room – floor to ceiling – with really pretty blue and white octagonal tiles. The blue ones were almost transparent and glassy looking, while the white ones were opaque. The square tiles between the octagons were a sunny yellow, so it gave the bathroom a cheerful appearance. The floor was covered in non-slip mats, and there were three plastic shelves mounted to the wall for clothes, towels, and whatnots. There was already a towel in there folded up, and I could only suppose that Fred had put it in there for me.

Behind the door was the shower head and knobs to turn on the water. As the water came out of the shower head, it would rain down on a plastic seat – much like what a person who cannot stand in the shower would have. Fred sat me down on the seat, and closed the door. He stripped totally and folded his clothes and put them on top of one of the shelves. Then he gently took the shower head from its cradle and turned the knobs for the water. Once it got to the temperature he liked, he slowly started giving me a bath, starting with my feet.

I giggled because it tickled, and it reminded me of how we start the horse’s baths. “You treating me like a horse, Fred?” I joked.

“Well, would you rather I start with your face? or would you rather get used to the temperature first?”

He quickly swept the water towards my face then started again at my feet. By now I was getting chilly and told him so. He worked a bit more quickly to get my body under the warm spray of water. It was comforting to have someone do the work for me; especially since I was exhausted from getting the “beating” from Emperor. Fred took great care to wash off all the cum already on my body, then gently spread my legs to get the cum between.

“There is a spray on this nozzle that will let me get a bit deeper inside you, but the water comes out quite forcefully,” he said, looking straight into my eyes. “Would you like me to try it, Maggie?”

“No,” I breathed and slightly shook my head. His eyes had never looked so bold and honest as they did right then. It was as if I could see deep into his soul. “I want YOU to help me get it out, Fred. Be gentle, but help me,” I pleaded.

Fred put the shower head back in its cradle, and the warm water rained down on both of us. He gently lifted me from the seat, then sat down. He guided my legs to straddle him, “I’ll do all the work, Baby. You just sit there and rest, okay?” he smiled.

Though my legs were sore from being spread, I found it didn’t hurt them while I was sitting. So sitting on Fred’s lap facing him wasn’t uncomfortable at all. From somewhere he produced a soft wash cloth and rubbed it all over my legs and back; worked his way up to my neck, down my heaving chest, around my sensitive areola and tweaked my throbbing nipples.

“Oh, Fred, that feels wonderful,” I cooed, as I arched my back allowing him access to my nipples with his mouth, but he didn’t take the bait. Instead, he traced his left hand around my hip then behind me to rest beneath my shoulder blades, and his right hand traced my thigh down to the crease between my legs. As I slowly straightened up, I found his eyes searching for mine. His hunger was evident on his face, and I could tell it was all he could do to not take me then and there.

His right palm found my protruding clit, and as soon as he rubbed over it, I gasped and clasped my legs together. This made me slide up his lap closer to him and closer to his hard-on. He let out a feral growl and clamped his hand on my pussy. Then I could feel his finger wiggling inside my pussy. He’d told me later he really was trying to help me get Emp’s cum out, but that’s not what it felt like at the moment. His finger hit my G-spot, and he wouldn’t let up wiggling it.

“Oh, Fred! You keep doing that,” I panted, “and I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” until I squirted on his lap. His dick got the brunt of it which made him all the more slick. A three second delay from his wiggling finger to his thick dick inside my pussy was all I got. Cum slurped and splatted all over the bathroom floor, but Fred held me firmly by my buttocks, lifting me up and impaling me on his dick. Over and over he’d lift and let go, lift and let go.

“Oh, Gawd!” was all I could say with each time I was impaled.

Finally, he blurted out, “I’m helping you get clean, you slut,” he growled and let go, watching his dick disappear in my hot snatch as I slammed down on his lap. “I watched you get filled today by one of the largest stallions I’ve ever seen, and it got me so hot looking at your perversion.” Another lift. “I couldn’t wait for you to get cleaned up. Even while Emp was starting to enter you, I knew I had to have you today. After.” A squish came from my pussy as I again slammed onto his lap. “I know your body probably won’t even know I’m inside, but I feel you. I feel your tight pussy clinging to every bit of cum it can possibly soak up. Can you feel me inside you, Baby?”

“Oh, GAWD!” I screamed. “You fuckin’ bastard!” Putting my hands on his shoulders, I lifted myself off his dick, and held just the head of it just inside with my talented pussy lips. “You think I’m a slut?! You think I’m perverted?” Slam! onto his lap. “You think that just because I love to fuck around with you that you can have me anytime you want?” A lift. “Oh, so you ‘knew you had to have me. After.’ After what, you Sonuvabitch?” Slam! Squirt! Squish!

I smiled at Fred. I knew he was playing and he knew I knew. Fred can have me anytime, and he knows it. His strong arms lifted my knees toward my chest so that my legs bent in the crook of his arm. He then stood up. He held me upright and swung his hips back and forth making his cock literally shoot up and in my love canal. Horse cum slopped and dripped all over his balls and coated him as it ran out of my pussy.

“I’m gonna make you squirt again!” he said. Each word was another pound in my pussy, another step closer to another orgasm. As he finished his proclamation, I arched my back again reaching down for the floor. As soon as I touched it, his dick popped out of my throbbing pussy allowing me to squirt him right in the face. It surprised him, but he held on to me around my hips and had enough sense about him to put his face right over my pussy, swallowing all he could of my squirting cum.

Fred’s face was completely soaked because of me, and I could tell he loved it, though his words said differently.

“You’re giving me a feeling of incompetence, Maggie. You keep fucking the animals first. Then all I get is sloppy seconds. It’s like… you don’t even care about me anymore.” Fred let go of my hips, and I did a graceful back flip to get myself upright, but ended up slipping on the dismount and landing on my knees. Right in front of Fred’s swollen cock.

“You poor son-of-a…” I started to say sarcastically sympathetic when he grabbed the back of my head and crammed all but 2 inches of his 12 inch throbbing cock in my mouth. I slurped and gurgled, bobbing my head back and forth on his shaft. I wanted to taste his sperm. It only took him a moment to cum, and though he usually liked to spray my entire face, this time he shoved his dick all the way down my willing throat to spill his seed.

“Oh, GAWD, Maggie! Your throat feels like a fucking pussy! Where do you put it all?”

I swallowed his load as it was going down, which obviously milked his dick for more.

“Oh, you are so good, Girl. You get my vote for Best Fucker Anywhere!”

I looked up at him with a question in my eyes and a tilt of my head while still swallowing his meat.

“If there ever WERE such a prize. I think I might just start an adult game show… and have each contestant fuck and suck a certain size dick…” His thoughts trailed off, as did his hard-on. I let go of it, and he simply slid out of my mouth.

“Fred?” I said, trying to bring him back from his freaky game-show plot. “Fred, I need to talk to you,” I said softly.

“Hmm?” he asked, tilting his head down at me, then reaching down to help me up. “Whatcha need, Baby?”

“Fred, this is serious business. I’d feel better if we were fully cleaned up and dressed. Can you leave soon? I’d like to take you to dinner.”

“Um, yeah, okay,” he said distractedly. “Is it… Is it serious, Maggie?”

“Uh, yeah, it’s pretty serious, Fred.”

“You… Are you… Where do you want to meet? Um, you wanna go in my car or drive separately?”

“Nah, we’ll drive separately. I need to get home right after dinner. I’ve got a lot of stuff to do at home.”

“Ah, okay,” he nodded.

We washed off again, towel dried, and dressed. Fred didn’t say much after that last “okay” and I kept wondering to myself if I was being too cryptic. I didn’t really worry about it because we were about to go out and I’d explain it all then.

Once out of the bathroom, Cherry motioned for me to go see her. She was standing in the middle of the barn aisle. “What are you doing tonight, Maggie?” she asked.

“Well, I’d asked Fred if I could take him out to dinner. I’ve got something I need to tell him. Why? What’s up?”

“Oh, nothing, really. It’s just that Caroline is coming back this evening on my request, and I thought that you could be here to help coach her through her first fucking. I don’t think I’m gonna have Emperor fuck her, though. He’s much too big.”

“Yeah, I can see that,” I conceded. “It’s just what are you going to say if she insists that HER horse be the first to break her bestiality cherry?”

“Oh, I hadn’t thought about that. Well, Emp’s a smart fellow, and he seems to understand what he’s told. I guess if you’re not going to be here, I’ll just coach him into going slow for her. But I’ll tell her that she should start out with High. He’s a bit more gentle than Emp.”

I nodded, but told her, “Cherry, you saw Emp being rough because he knew right then that I wanted it rough. I didn’t tell him in words, but my actions were all saying, ‘Fuck me rough, you bastard.’ He’s a very good listener, and discerns what the woman wants, even before she knows it. It was very overwhelming at first, but he knew I could take it, and knew deep down inside that’s really the way I wanted him. Even at first, when I first met him, I wanted him to fuck me hard. But I didn’t know that he could understand that. He needed to learn that understanding – thus the two week training session with you. Oh,” I added, “he never took advantage of you, did he?”

“Why no. Why do you ask?” Cherry wondered.

“Because he knows you like females. It would have been a waste of his time to try to woo you when you have already told him by your actions that you didn’t want to have anything to do with him sexually.”

“That is fascinating, Maggie! How did you know?”

“Well,” I said smiling, “I do have a minor in psychology, and man or horse, when it comes to sex, they know” and I pointed to my groin area “– whether they know or not,” pointing to my head.

“Oh yeah, I agree one hundred percent on that,” Cherry nodded and laughed. “Okay, so since you won’t be here, I’ll tell Caroline that I want her to start on High, but if she insists, I’ll let her go to Emp. Besides, he’s fucked you pretty hard today. He might not have too much strength left in him to do her much harm.”

I chuckled and nodded. “The only way to find out is to just see,” I shrugged. “Don’t forget to have her tell you her key words so y’all can start training him with them. The more they’re used, the more Emp will learn his timing. I gotta go, now. Fred will probably be back later on. If not, I’ll help him do his chores tomorrow. I’ve got a day off, and there’s no other place I’d rather be than here with the animals,” I assured her. I took a couple steps away, then turned around, remembering something I’d thought about earlier. “Oh, yeah, Cherry?” I called.

“Yeah? What’s up?” She turned to face me and put her hands on her hips.

“Um, when I come tomorrow, can I just roam around the property – after I help Fred with his stuff, of course?”

“Sure, but what for?”

“I dunno,” I shrugged. “I just want to go thinking about stuff, and I do my best thinking when I’m in a friendly environment, but not cooped up. You know, when I can walk and talk it out.”

“Ah, I get that way too,” Cherry agreed. “All right. Mind if I send Duke out with you?”

“I guess that’ll be okay,” I shrugged. “But I might bring one of the other dogs from the office. If so, I’ll take him with me. I know there are coyotes around the perimeter, so I’ll definitely want to have protection with me.”

Cherry chuckled, “Why? Coyotes can’t get you pregnant anymore than a regular dog.”

I rolled my eyes and groaned at her pun. “Bye Cherry,” I waved and walked away.

Fred stood at his car waiting on me as I walked out of the barn. The parking lot was about 50 yards away from the barn, so I was able to keep my eyes on him the whole time. I saw him pick his fingernails, adjust his belt, and run his hands through his black hair. He looked kinda nervous about something.

“Hey!” I called to him, waiving my hand. “I’ll be right there.” “Well, duh, Maggie!” I scolded myself. “You’re walking right to him, where else would you go?” I rolled my eyes. Fred must have seen my scowl because he asked about it.

“What with the face, Maggie?”

“What?” I asked, caught off guard. “Oh, the screwed up face? I was talking to myself, then answered myself and had to roll my eyes at my own answer,” I said with a pouty lip.

“Um, well, you know what they say – you’re probably crazy if you ask yourself a question and then answer it too.”

I shook my head, “No, no. That’s not true. You can ask your self any question, and even answer it. That’s how problems get solved. It’s when you ask yourself a question and either one, say, ‘Who are you to ask such a question?’ or two, say, ‘What did you say?’” I shrugged. “THAT is when you know you’re crazy.”

“Ah, and what shrink told you that drivel?” he asked.

“Me,” I said confidently and thumbed myself near the heart.

“Riiight,” Fred admitted, nodding his head. “So, where are you taking me for dinner?”

“A quaint little cafe off I-92. You know the one that around that horrible dog-leg in the road?”

“Maggie, what is it with you and dog-legs?” he quipped.

“Wouldn’t we all like to know?” I asked, smiling.

“So, what’s the big news?” Fred asked.

We were sitting in the corner booth. Our soda and salad orders were taken by the girl who seated us, so we were waiting on them to come. Fred couldn’t stop twisting his hands in his napkin or tapping his knife on the table.

I chuckled. “So it’s just ‘out with it’, huh? No small talk?” I spread my hands in question and smiled big. I wanted him to diffuse the bomb he was making for himself, but it wasn’t working.

“Hey, you’re the one that said you had something to say. I’m just getting the conversation started.”

“All right, all right,” I pumped my hands out towards him to get him to slow down. “I get it. You’re wondering why I had to take you out to dinner. You’re thinking it’s something big, huh?”

“Well, yeah,” he said. I could tell he was getting irritated because his voice started to rise. “Just tell me what it is, that way…”

“That way you don’t have to imagine the worst – or could be the best – of whatever it is,” I interrupted.

“Something like that,” he mumbled, looking down at his shredded napkin.

Just then our waitress came out with our salads and drinks. She looked at me and stopped with my Pepsi in mid-air.

“Hey! I know you! You’re the vet that worked on my niece’s dog, Lucy! Oh, Lucy’s an angel now, that you’ve worked with her. Hey,” she dropped her voice her to a barely discernible whisper, and leaned in to me, “do you think I could get a job at your vet’s office? I’m a hard worker, but tips are horrible in this little place out here in the sticks. Think you could get me a job?”

She set down my drink and looked at Fred, giving him a nod.

“Well,” and I had to look at her tag to get her name, “Annie, do you have any experience with animals?”

“Uh huh,” she nodded and sat herself down next to Fred, scooting him over with her size 12 hips. “I got a dog when I was 6 and kept him ’til he died, about three years later. Then my mom let me get a cat, but when it got pregnant from the neighborhood tom cat, she made me get rid of her, then I got a parakeet, but dad made me get rid of him because all he did was squawk all the time, and then…”

I held my hand up to stop her. “Okay, so you’ve had pets, and that’s all well and good, but how did they…” and I paused, seeing the look in Fred’s eye as if he was about to backhand the poor girl. “Tell ya what, Annie. You take our order, get it out here as fast as you can. If you’re a good waitress to us and your other tables, I’ll give you my card along with your tip.” She nodded and started to speak again, but I waved my hand for her to stop. “I’m asking you to be our waitress right now. I have important things to discuss w/ my friend, here.”

“Oh, right! Sure! I’m so sorry!” she seemed to sincerely apologize as she got up from the table. “So, what can I get for you?”

Fred and I placed our dinner orders and waited for her to leave before resuming our discussion. As Annie walked away, though, Fred whispered to me, “I think she’d be a great addition to the office staff, Maggie. She’s a nice piece of ass! The dogs would sure love to fuck that!”

Without missing a beat, I added, “Yeah, bet she loves to suck pussy too! She’s got a great mouth.”

He stared at me incredulously. I laughed so hard at the look he was giving me. Once he knew I was kidding – because I knew he was kidding – he rolled his eyes and laughed with me.

“Guess I walked into that one, huh?” he said.

“Uh, yeah!” I said with my best impression of teenage angst.

We sat back and ate our salads, just talking small talk. I could tell he wanted to ask again why I’d asked him to dinner, and what was so important, but he kept his cool until our dinner came. I just wanted to make sure that Annie was out of earshot when I started talking ‘business’ with Fred.

Annie refilled our drinks, and I politely told her that we wouldn’t need anything else, so she could tend to the other customers instead. I hoped she got the hint that I didn’t want her around anymore, and she did well for the most part. She did come by to refill our drinks once, but she didn’t talk anymore to us.

So as Fred and I picked at our dinner, mostly pushing food around our plate, I started in on the “big talk.”

“Fred, you’ve been very patient, waiting on me to talk to you. Thank you,” I said sincerely.

“Well, I figured after you’d told Annie that she’d be better off leaving us alone, that it was pretty big stuff. I guessed you needed time to think through the order of things.”

“Well, kinda,” I admitted. “But I’ve actually worked through all the order, it’s just breaking the news is kinda tough.” I sighed heavily. “Okay, so here goes.”

*****

Part 39

I saw him visibly brace himself as if he was preparing for a sub-atomic blast. I gave him my nicest smile, and dove in.

“Fred, I’ve been working for Dr. Rose for some time now, but it wasn’t until recently – when I found out about my gift – that I’ve been thinking about where my life is headed. I know I want to be a veterinarian, but there’s something more out there that I want too.” I paused when I saw the color drain from his face, then just as quickly turn a bright red. I giggled.

“Fred, you look like you’ve seen a ghost! You okay?”

He barely choked out a yes and nodded, so I plunged on. “Okay, so I have a plan. I’d like you to help me, if you would be willing.” I paused to see if he was going to say something, but when nothing came, I rolled on.

“Fred,” I paused again for dramatic effect. I think I was enjoying the scared look on his face a little too much. “Fred,” I repeated, “I want to buy a house with land and start up my own veterinarian practice. There! Once it’s said out loud, it doesn’t seem like such an impossibility!” I sighed.

“Wait,” he said with his hand up. “You got me all worked up because you want to find a house with land and move in together?”

I know my face contorted into a question mark as I asked, “Move in together? Where’d you get that from, ‘I want to buy a house with land and start my own practice’?”

“Oh,” and he slumped a little bit in the booth. “So, you don’t want to move in together?”

“Wait, what? Do you?” I blanched.

“I asked you first,” he childishly countered.

“Um, I hadn’t actually thought about it, Fred. In fact, it never really came to me. I… I…” I stammered. “Okay,” and I placed my palms on the table, as if ready to do business. “Um, just so you know, I am a little bit traditionalist in that if a person of the opposite gender moves in with me, it would be because we’re married.” Again, the color drained from his face. “Now, now,” I said, pumping my hands toward him to help him slow down his thinking, “I’m not asking you to marry me, and I’m not asking you to ask me to marry. See, I grew up as a ‘good girl’, and even though I’ve had to you over to my apartment, and we’ve slept together, when I want to make a big commitment such as moving in together, I want it to be for life.

“No, Fred,” I continued, “all I’m asking from you is if you’ll help me locate 80 to 150 acres of land that either already has a house, or a perfect place to build one, so I can one day have my own home – and not just a cramped apartment – and my own animal business.”

Fred visibly relaxed, but asked, “So, you’re not totally opposed to getting married, you’re just not proposing we get married?”

I shook my head, “Oh, no! I want to get married someday – maybe even to you!” I quipped with a smile. He rolled his eyes and threw parts of his shredded napkin at me.

“Bitch,” he added.

“Yes?” I answered.

“Maggie, you had me thinking all sorts of things tonight. I thought you were pregnant, then I thought you were moving – like out of state, moving – then I thought that you’d never want to see me again, then I thought…”

“I get it, I get it, Hon. You were thinking all sorts of things that you didn’t want to have to deal with right now, am I right?”

“Yeah,” he agreed. “Though, it would be kinda cool to have a little Fred, Jr. running around,” he said and took a sip of his Pepsi.

I laughed aloud. “And what’s he gonna look like? Part Dog, part Horse, and part Human?”

That made him spit his drink all over me. A look of surprise, then pure amusement passed over his face in a split second after my “Awe, Man!” outburst.

We were laughing so hard, many of the people in the restaurant looked at us as if we were drunk out of our gourds.

“I think it’s time to go,” I giggled. “I’m sticky, no thanks to you, so I want to get out of this shirt.” I motioned to Annie to bring our check and a couple of to-go boxes. She saw my Pepsi-stained shirt and along w/ a couple of to-go cups and boxes, she brought a dampened towel too and smiled at us as she set them on the table. As I dug in my purse for the money to pay for dinner, I looked up at her, and said, “Annie, I like you. Come by the office on your next day off and we’ll talk. I’ll have to talk to Dr. Rose about a job for you, but we may be able to come up with something.” I put the money on the table under the dinner bill.

Her eyes lit up at the news and her lips moved with nothing to say. Finally she squeaked out a “Thank you” and an “I’ll be back with your change.” I held up my hand and shook my head. “No change necessary, Annie. Just treat your other customers as you feel they need to be treated. Have a good rest of the evening, okay?”

“Oh, okay,” she stammered.

As Fred and I were leaving, a reflection of the window allowed me to see her look down at the money I gave her. Her jaw dropped when she saw the $100 bill then looked at us walking out. She looked down at the money, then back at us several times. I chuckled to myself, “Yeah, an $80 tip is awesome isn’t it? Just wait to see where else you can get tips…”

*****

Part 40

Fred and I walked out of the restaurant, and I know he still wondered why I wanted to have my own veterinary clinic, but he was kind enough not to ask. Yet the silence spoke volumes as he walked me to my car. I unlocked my door with the key instead of the key-less entry, just trying to get a little more time with him. He warmly smiled as he opened my door, and mused aloud, “A clinic of your own, hm?” and leaned on the door frame. I didn’t step into the car, waiting to see if he had anymore he wanted to say.

“You do realize that the only land we’ll be finding is at least an hour away from Cherry’s. That will take you an hour away from me.”

I gently placed my hand on his forearm, “Fred, an hour’s not that long. I used to take riding lessons at an eventing barn that was an hour away from my house. Besides, it’s not like I’m moving tomorrow! Do you realize how long it will be until I actually have my own practice and have a client base that can support me? I just asked if you help me find the right place. We’ll worry about all the other stuff later, okay?”

Fred sighed as it came into focus. It’s funny, because we really only met months before, yet he’s thinking that I want to be away from him. “Yeah,” he said, “it’s not gonna be tomorrow. But what will be tomorrow is that show. Did Cherry or Dr. Rose say anything to you about it?”

I nodded, surprising myself that I followed his broken train of thought. “Yeah, Dr. Rose wants me there to help her. It’s actually a weekend job, but we’re supposed to be there starting Thursday – which is tomorrow. That’s when the horses start coming in. The show starts Friday with prelims and Saturday and Sunday is when the ‘Big-Dogs’ of the sport start. I’m super excited about it. But I’m also dreading it,” I sighed.

“Oh, why’s that?”

“Because Caroline is supposed to bring Weird Emperor, and we’ve just trained him to, um, well, you know,” I said throwing my hands up.

“Maggie, he’s smart. Besides, you’ll be there, though not around him all the time. I know he will listen to you. He loves Caroline anyway, and he’ll listen to her too. Don’t worry, okay?”

“Yeah, I may as well not think about all the bad stuff that could happen.”

“That’s the spirit! Now, how’s about we go back to my place, have a quick fuck, then I take you back to Cherry’s. I have to see Emp in action again, but I don’t want sloppy seconds. I want you fresh.”

I laughed genuinely, and reached up to grab the back of his neck. I pulled him close and whispered in his ear, “Do with me what you want. I’m your bitch tonight.”

“Oh, fuck, Maggie,” he breathed. “I don’t know if I can drive home, now. I think my rod might get in the way of my driving.”

I chuckled in deference. “Oh well. Neither one of us can leave our cars here in the parking lot, or we’ll get a ticket. You’re just going to have to put different thoughts in that dirty mind of yours.”

“Mud. Dirt. Dust,” he chanted.

“Oh, very funny.” I rolled my eyes. “Let’s go. I don’t know how much more of this funny business I can handle.”

“But you know you can handle me, huh?”

“Oh, Honey, I can handle you. ALL of you,” and I lewdly looked at his growing member; growing down the right pant leg tonight. He came around to give me a kiss, and I took the opportunity to rub my groin into his, tasting his groan as we kissed. “Can I take you here?” he whispered. “It’ll be like that time at Pasta Bella’s.”

I nodded into the kiss, but added, “You’re not throwing me over the front of the car. Just take me here, standing up.”

Fred unzipped my jeans and found my panty-less pubes. He pulled my jeans down just enough for him to get into them. As he unzipped me, I unzipped him carefully, and pulled out his massive cock. His fingers easily slipped into my folds due to my arousal, and found my sweet spot. He brought them up to his mouth and licked them, then put them back into my cunt. Pumping his hand several times to get me even more ready, then pulled his fingers out quickly, bringing his fingers to my mouth. Oh, Gawd, how awesome I tasted.

Fred cupped both of my buttocks to bring me closer and quickly lifted me, then dropped me, impaling me on his stiff up-turned cock. I stood still as his hips gyrated up and down pushing his long dick into my pussy. He and I both were so turned on that it only took a few minutes for both of us to cum. When he did, I felt his hot cum spurt into my womb; felt every throb of his thick member pumping in my twat. We waited a few moments more before he slid out of me, still long and hard, but softening by the moment. I pushed my jeans down a little more, then sat on the step of my door, knees splayed wide, feeling Fred’s cum drip out of me onto the pavement. I took his dick and deep throated him, cleaning him of both his cum and mine, and sucking him dry.

He grabbed my tits and pulled me up to him. As I stood, I pulled up my jeans which were getting soaked from the still-leaking cum in my pussy. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply. “Maggie, I don’t know if you want to hear this or not, but I love you.” I gasped, but he continued as if he didn’t hear me. “I don’t just love you because you let me have you whenever, or because of your ability with animals. I love you because of your heart. I’m not asking you to marry me – yet, at least. That may come one day. But I’m just asking you to be open.”

“I – I… I don’t know what to say, Fred,” I stammered. “Of course I’m open. I wouldn’t have done the things I’ve done if I weren’t. I’m also open to love. I just never thought that it would come so soon.” I looked down, wondering how to say this next part. Fred was honest with me, though, so he deserved no less.

“Fred, I…” I opened my hands in surrender.

“Go ahead, Maggie. Please be honest and truthful.”

“All right,” I agreed. I stepped back to face him squarely. “I’m not sure about love right now. I’ve been hurt too many times, but as I said, I am open. I’ll not close off my heart because of my past experiences, but I’ll not give my heart so fully and freely right now. I, I hope you can understand.”

Fred smiled warmly, and nodded. “I do understand, Maggie. And I’m willing to wait until you know exactly what you want.” A look of sheer lust suddenly came over him, “In the meantime, can we get back to our plans for tonight?” he smiled mischievously.

“Oh! You scoundrel! It’s as if you only have one thing on your mind,” I laughed.

“I do. I only have fucking you on the brain.”

“Don’t you mean, watching Emp fuck me?” I asked innocently.

“Oh, I love it all,” he said, again wrapping his arms around my waist. “And now, Emp gets the sloppy seconds. At least you’ll be well-lubed for the job.”

“You surely are a scoundrel,” I playfully slapped his face, then kissed him deeply.

*****

Part 41

“I’m glad you came back, Maggie.”

“Oh? Why’s that?” I asked Emp as I brushed him down. It’s amazing how sweaty a horse gets after he puts his all into ramming his rod into a woman.

“Because I like talking to you. The thrill that you can talk back just makes it that much more interesting.”

I didn’t follow his line of reasoning, but I was too sore after the pummeling he just gave me to think about asking him to explain. My mind wandered back to Fred and I getting back to Cherry’s Playground this evening. I’d called Cherry to tell her that I was coming back to train Emp with his new commands for Caroline. With this show coming up, I didn’t want Emperor to think he could mount her – or anyone else for that matter – at any time, but I also didn’t want to discourage him. He’s a brilliant horse, and he’s been catching on quickly.

When Fred and I returned from dinner, we went for a walk around the property. I told him I didn’t want to “play” right away since I was so full from eating… dinner. I didn’t want to throw up right as Emp was entering and discourage him. As we walked, Fred and I talked about good places to start to look for land, and even the layout of the vet office that I’d eventually own. I asked him if I too should have a “Holding Cell” block like Dr. Rose, and he told me to go with my gut on that.

It would take a while to start out since I’d have to recruit ladies who are not inhibited sexually. I’d also have to “vet” the dogs that I’d use and condition them that they would have a permanent residence at the office, and would not be up for adoption. I knew from experience that that is a real desire for many dogs – especially those that had been rescued from terrible owners.

After our walk to settle my stomach, it was an hour after dusk. The lights in the barn had been off for a while since the horses had already been bedded down for the night. The safety lights were on, so Fred and I only turned on the lights above the wash rack. Thankfully, Emp’s stall is only two doors down from it, so when I went to his stall to get him, he wasn’t overly concerned about the brightness hurting his eyes. He squinted a little bit as he came out of his stall, but soon acclimated. Fred sat on a nearby over-turned muck bucket and sat back to watch.

“You’re here because you can’t get enough of me, is that it?” he asked me. I thought it to be arrogant, so I didn’t reply. Apparently, he caught on. “I’m sorry, Maggie. Forgive me. I sometimes think that since I’m powerful in body, and what many of you ladies call, ‘ruggedly handsome,’ that I’m powerful in mind too. I forget that you’re not so easily bendable to my ploys,” he stated with all confidence.

“I’m going to break you of that confidence and arrogance, Emp,” I said aloud. I wanted Fred to know and understand that Emp and I were having a conversation, and truly did not want to leave him out of it.

“It’s true, you are a beautiful creature,” I continued. “But I do not bend to your will. You must bend to mine. Therefore, I’m only going to brush you this evening and teach you the key words for Caroline. You know what key words to which I am referring?”

“Oh, yes, I know. The ones that tells me I should let down for her, and the ones that will tell me when to enter and exit her.”

“Yes, Emperor,” I stated flatly. I tried to keep my voice as unexciting as I could, betraying the butterflies in my stomach. I was not about to let this horse win out, and if it meant disappointing Fred, well then, so be it.

“So let’s begin.” I encouraged him. “Caroline has given me words to teach you. Words that aren’t usually spoken in everyday conversation, so you shouldn’t hear them when you go places with her. Yet, you may have to use your wonderful mind, Emperor. There may be situations that would absolutely prohibit you from having sex with your owner. Can you think of any?” I had to challenge him. He was a challenging horse – always keeping us on our toes. Why not turn the tides?

“Let me see… If Caroline and I are out trail riding with a group and someone says the choice word, I should not, um, ‘get happy’,”

I giggled, and caught a look of bewilderment from Fred. “Right, no ‘happiness’ when you’re out on a trail ride with a group, UNLESS Caroline says the word and gives you a nod that it’s okay. Anything else?”

Emp swished his tail back and forth and stamped his foot in determination. I laughed because he looked like a kid who had decided to find the best answer to a hard question. I continued brushing him, making his black coat sleek and shiny. Oh, this was turning me on. His muscular frame was perfectly proportioned at every conceivable angle. He was perfectly balanced. He was perfect. Except for his superior intellect – only because he knew it was superior. That is what could conceivably make him dangerous. That’s why we had to curb him. That’s why I had to stay focused.

Do you know how hard it is to stay focused when you’re aroused?

“Shows!’ he practically shouted in my thoughts and quickly snapped me back to reality.

“What about shows, Emp?”

“I should think before ‘getting happy’ at shows because that is not an appropriate place!”

“Is that what you really believe, Emperor, or is that what you think I want you to say?” I asked. “I’m not looking for right or wrong answers, per se, Emp. I want to be sure you understand that what we’re asking you to do is right or wrong in the situation you may be in. Someone next to Caroline may accidentally say your cue word, and to avoid any embarrassment on your part – and hers – I want you thinking with this head,” and I tapped his forehead, “and not this one,” tapping his sheath. Fred’s eyes got huge as he saw me and mouthed, “You think he understands?” I nodded my “yes” and waited for Emp’s answer.

“I do understand.”

“Emp, why do you love to fuck human women?”

He physically blanched at the straightforward question, and turned his head as much as he could since he was tied in the cross-ties. When I looked at Fred, he was shaking his head as if I’d done something terribly wrong. It’s true, I might have just turned back several months of training, but since I believed Emp was as smart as he says he is, I didn’t think that such a question would do harm. Besides, I wanted Emp to realize why he wanted to have fun with us as much as we love him having fun with us.

“Humans are a thing that I study, Maggie. All horses are intelligent in their own way, but I like to think of myself as more observant than others.” He hesitated.

“Go on,” I encouraged him telepathically and gently patted him twice on the rump.

“When I learned as a young colt what human words meant, I learned that I could become much more than the ‘normal’ horse. Did you know I can read, Maggie? That’s not pertinent at this time, but I love to study humans. Human Women, though, are a mystery.”

“And why are we women a mystery to you, Emp?” I said as I gave a knowing nod to Fred. How many times have I heard that men can’t figure out women?!

“They are a mystery in their beauty. The way they carry themselves. How they think of themselves – whether they are beautiful or not to themselves. Then, they mystify me as to how such a large, um, ‘fixture’ on a horse can fit into such a small hole. Why would they try to push their bodies to the limit, and maybe even beyond? Is it for thrill? If so, I want to help. Is it for pleasure? Again, allow me to help. Allow me to de-mystify the human woman to myself. Every encounter I get with one of you sexually, I’ll take.”

“All right. I accept that answer. Now, if you’ll excuse me for a moment, I forgot to put something away in the tackroom before I got you out. I’ll be right back.”

I walked away several paces when I heard Fred call, “Do you need help lifting that? It’s heavy!” and I waived him to follow. Once in the tackroom, there was nothing to put up. I just wanted to relay to Fred everything Emp had said. Then ended with, “Fred, he’s GOT to fuck me tonight. I just can’t stand it anymore. You got me hot for him earlier. Then brushing him… those muscles… his mind!” My mind was on a roller coaster.

“I’ll take the blanket out and set it on the box and tell Emp that something was spilled on it and it had to dry out in the hallway. While I do that, you get undressed in here. Once you’re ready, I’ll unhook Emp from the cross-ties and you talk him over to where you are – standing beside the box. Remember, he’s here to learn. If he lets down before you say the word, he goes back into the washrack and takes a time-out.” Fred chuckled, “Giving a horse a time-out. What is the world coming to?” and he walks out of the tackroom with the blanket.

My pussy was burning in anticipation. I quickly undressed and folded my clothes, putting them on the counter. I noticed my jeans were wet at the crotch, but not just from the previous encounter with Fred. This was fresh wetness. Fresh from being aroused by a horse. A very intelligent horse.

When I opened the tackroom door, I saw Emp staring at me. No thoughts came from him; no thoughts came from me.

We stood staring at each other for a minute or so, when I snapped back to reality.

“Emp, vacuum,” is all I said. Caroline has spent the past 16 hours coming up with words that she didn’t feel would be said around a barn or show grounds. “Vacuum” is the one she chose when she wanted to let Emp know it was time for sexual business.

I walked over to the mounting block with my eyes trained on him the entire time. Since Fred had untied him, Emp shook his head then tucked his chin toward his chest. His neck muscles were very pronounced, his ears tilted toward me, and his stride short but powerful, with his feet stomping in anticipation. I flicked my eyes to Fred and he gave a nod and an air gesture of a hard-on. “Good, at least we know that word works,” I commented to myself.

I stopped at the block, and Emp stood right in front of me. If horses can have lustful looks, Emp’s was perfect. He nudged me slightly toward the block, but sweetly so. He didn’t want to lose his chance. He knew perfectly well that if he screwed up, he wouldn’t get to screw me. I gently scratched his forehead and he lowered his head for me to scratch his ears. I felt him take a sharp intake of breath; the wind blew through my legs toward his nose as he got a good whiff of my cunt. Just like a typical stallion, once he smelled it, he stuck his nose in the air and curled his nose up to smell me better. Three times he did this, then he nudged me again toward the block. I knew he couldn’t take much more. I couldn’t take much more!

“Emp, tile.” Another command. He backed up three steps to allow me to lay down on the block. “Tile, Empy.” He stepped forward the three steps and side-stepped over top of me – our bellies touching, my head between his front legs. “Emp, be sweet,” I warned. He flexed his neck and sweetly nibbled my hair. “Emp, you want some chicken?” “What in the world was Caroline smoking when she came up with these phrases?” I asked myself. Oh well… It worked.

 

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