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There were some with little chains that would curtain down on the cheeks of my ass. I thought one would be completely uncomfortable to sit and have on for long periods, but it wasn’t my comfort I had to think about. Seeing me in that would please Noah. The chains hanging, one side connected to the belt, the other to the G-string. It would be beautiful to look at.
There were others, but they wouldn’t make that impact, so I chose the one with the chains.
Next were a few more dildos, a two foot long one. I chose it, as well as a few of the others, and then chose three new plugs, one that was as big as a fist. That one, well, it wouldn’t be comfortable at all. I knew something, though, that was practical about it. If Noah was serious about eventually fisting me, that would help ready my ass for it. I chose it too.
One plug was already in the cart, and I noticed it after clicking the cart on the top right side. It was a tail plug, a butt plug that wasn’t huge, but it had a long horse's tail hanging from it.
One tab wasn’t even from a sex store. It was from a tack store.
For actual horses.
I started looking through the page after steeling myself for it.
Then, when I saw the bits, the parts that go into a horse’s mouth, I relaxed some. They weren’t metal, the ones he’d chosen. They were all gel. The site boasted the bits were horse-friendly, but they said nothing about people-friendly.
Still, if that was what Noah wanted, I trusted him to know if it would hurt me or not. He knew his tack, so I doubted he’d pick anything he knew wouldn’t be right for me.
I chose one, though there were only two on the site and they were both a lot more expensive than anything that could be purchased from a sex-toy site. Still, I wouldn’t question him about it. He knew more about that kind of thing than I did.
I chose the cheaper of the two, then moved onto clothing. That was the most fun of all of them. I figured he’d want to get me things that would make me look like a horse, but I guessed wrong. Some were regular jeans, Wranglers, and I loved the way they looked on Noah. They wrapped around his ass perfectly.
There were three pairs of cowboy boots, and I chose a pair that were brown leather, got my size and placed them in the cart. Then hats, and I knew he wanted me to have one. He’d mentioned it several times, and I had to admit, working out in the sun all day, I was going to age too quickly, not to mention the threat of skin cancer.
It told me he not only saw me for fun, but he wanted me cared for. Sure, the clothes would look good, but that wasn’t the point, and I knew it. I chose a light felt hat, a little darker than Joel’s, as I liked that color.
Once that was all done and I set the laptop aside, I looked at the list for my chores, and the first one made me smile.
Take out my winter hat to air and brush it off of any dust or lint.
It didn’t say where it was, but there was only one closet in the bedroom, a small, normal sized closet. The only time I’d ever been in it was to get my own clothes and the box of dildos.
There were other boxes, and three of them were hats. Another straw hat, a black Stetson with conches and turquoise, then there was a plain, dark fawn colored hat with a simple leather strap.
Summer hat, straw, I was sure, along with the one Noah usually wore. Then the black was obviously a dress hat. The brown, simple, like Noah, had to be his winter hat.
It had only snowed three times, and the freeze wasn’t bad at all, so the trees were changing colors. And once I went out to find Noah, I looked at the vista before me from the porch.
I had seen it every day, but that day, I looked out to really appreciate it. The aspen and other deciduous trees were turning golden, rust, and bright red. The entire area looked as if there were fires coming through the deep greens and dark blues of the pine, spruce, and fir.
There was still a little snow on the tops and shaded sides of the surrounding mountains, then the sky, so blue I felt like I could taste it. It was a perfect backdrop of the surrounding mountains, hills, and the deep yellowed valleys that were also turning from the weather. I sat, feeling my prostate get a rough ping from the plug, in my usual chair with the lint brush and the brown hat. As I started moving the lint brush over it, Joel appeared on the porch. “I finished with the cattle.”
“Already?” I was surprised, and Noah would be suspicious that it had been done so quickly. “Wow.”
“I don’t enjoy taking my time.”
“Uh, I don’t know where Noah is right now. Probably exercising the horses, so he’ll be riding. I need to milk the cow soon, if you don’t mind taking that off my list. By the time you’re done, he’ll probably be back.”
“Sure, yeah. Henrietta in the barn?”
It was weird for me to hear her real name, but I nodded to him. “Sure thing.”
“That’s a nice hat. I like Noah in that one,” he said, then turned bright red and stammered, “I mean… it suits him better than the straw, but it would be too hot for summer.”
The way he blushed, I thought, hmm, Noah was right. “I understand, yeah. I’m getting a hat too. I liked yours so much I got a similar color.”
He touched his hat briefly, then blushed more. “Really?”
“Yeah. It fits you. I only hope I look as good in mine.”
