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My reins…
I was melting. The heat coming off me must have been radiating, because Noah wiped the sweat from his brow with that bandana I coveted. Or maybe he was as heated as I was.
I stood with only the harness on my head, another new experience. Noah wasn’t playing around, and that was what I wanted. It wasn’t like anyone else that I’d submitted to, in that their hearts were never fully into it.
Noah left again after having me turn to face away again. I stood without moving, and he was back quickly. I figured he’d set up everything early, as he seemed to have everything just on the other side of the door.
“Get these on,” Noah said, and I chanced to turn around, seeing a pair of chaps, and they weren’t mine.
“Sir, I had some. These are expensive,” I tried to say, but it was slurred and a mess around that bit. He understood me, however.
“Are you telling me how to spend money, boy?”
“No, Sir,” I said around the bit with a smile. They were brown, like the reins, and much thinner and softer than the ones I owned.
He helped me tie them in place, and I was a sight, with leather chaps on my legs and a harness on my head. Noah seemed to approve, looking over me with a critical eye as he scratched through his beard.
“Missin’ somethin’.”
He left again without telling me to turn away again. He returned fast, and I knew for sure he had everything, right in easy reach, but nothing that I could see, so he could layer things on me, and each would be a surprise.
In his hand was the horsetail butt plug. “Turn around and stick out your ass. Gonna make you a pretty boy for me before we go about the rest of our chores.”
I gaped at him before I turned. I was going out of the barn like that? I must have hesitated long enough to piss off Noah, as he glared.
“Turn. The. Fuck. Around.”
I didn’t question him again, turning fast and leaning into the rail, letting my ass stick out crudely. For the next few minutes, Noah applied plenty of lube inside me, getting his jollies off, shoving his well-lubed fingers into my ass. One, then two, and finally three.
He took his time stretching me, but that didn’t mean he was doing it nicely. He was doing it like I was some trick he’d picked up at the club, and I loved it. It felt fucking dirty, and compared to all the rest of that day, I have no clue whythatstuck out as dirty. But the way it felt, having a rough hand holding my hip, and yes, I could feel the callouses through the leather, with fingers fucking inside me…
When I was nice and stretched, I felt the plug at my hole, felt the hardness of it, the coldness. The barn was heated, sure, but everything felt cold as it touched my heated flesh. It was pushed into my hole, no hesitation. It wasn’t shoved in me, so I could be torn, but Noah knew the right pressure to use to get it in without stopping.
I widened, widened, stretched, stretched, then it popped inside me, and I felt full, but the hole was back to nearly normal size, simply holding onto the narrow part that was between the flat base with the tail and the bulb inside me.
I’d seen them before, small things with the long tail. Noah wouldn’t settle for that, so he’d gotten me to pick among the larger bulbs. I felt it, nudging my prostate, filling me. I took a few breaths, then Noah had me turn to him. “Almost done.”
He had me lift each of my legs so he could place the socks and shoes I’d worn in the barn on my feet, then had me straighten again.
“There. That’s what a nice, almost broken horse should look like. Now, let’s see how well an old horse wrangler like me can get this pony to do some prancing.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Thebitwasfastenedto the harness on my head, so Noah could lead me, and he did. He led me right out of the barn. I felt like a million eyes were on me, and that was stupid. The ranch was in the middle of nowhere, and there was only one set of prying eyes. Joel’s. And he, hopefully, was gone for the day.
He’d been helping all week, and we’d thought surely we’d never see him again. No, I take that back.Ithought that. Noah was pretty sure he’d return, and like with everything else, Noah was right.
Noah led me to the corral, and for a moment, I feared he’d place me there, but he just waited for Spirit to come over to us. “Come here, boy. See, your buddy here can wear a bit, so can you.”
The absolute cheer in his voice was funny, and I felt some of my embarrassment wane, but not all of it. I was dressed up like a prize pony, and it was hard to deal with, especially the tail, but as I felt it caress the backs of my legs not covered in leather, I began to like the feeling of it.
And it made Noah happy, which was the point.
I had to kneel to milk the cow, as sitting on the little wooden stool would have been hell, but getting to my knees and back to my feet were both feats of agile I never expected to have to perform.
The plug was the problem, unyielding as it was, but I got to my feet and wiped the drool from my chin as my mouth liberally salivated and I couldn’t help it running out of my lips.
“Good boy. I know that bit’s uncomfortable. You won’t wear it all day, but for a while. Can you handle it?”
