other two but she knew it was only because the rest of him was huge. She hoped his handler let him go a little wild on her. She ached to be pinned down by those strong arms...
“I had a fourth pick, but his owner required his presence today so I arranged to collect adequate semen from him yesterday. We will save that for the end, however. Best to get started while the stallions are fresh. Now... who shall be the first to top this mare...?” The grooms stood professionally in a row with the stallions on their right side. The stallions were all sweating and now everyone of them had a raging erection, but they all kept their eyes down and averted. Madame would sometimes tolerate a bit of high spiritedness from her mares, but she was extremely strict with her stallions. She examined each human stallion one by one, checking their gums, touching their boners with her gloved hands, and feeling the muscles of their haunches and ass. Finally she seemed to make a decision. “I think we shall begin with the youngest stud. I thought perhaps he should be allowed to watch and learn, but I think it would be best if we let our mare get broken in with the stud who is most likely to be tractable, and it wouldn’t do to let the young fellow get overexcited. I’ll take it from here, Johnathan, if you would only be so kind as to put on the mare’s breeding hobbles.” Goldie saw him grin as he willingly handed over the latex wearing stallion and took the breeding hobbles from the wall. They were real pony breeding hobbles and they attached at the chest strap of her harness and then around her legs. They would prevent her from kicking backwards and potentially damaging any important parts of the stallion who was going to mount her. Of course, Goldie knew better than to kick any of her hot fucking partners in the balls, but she enjoyed the struggle and often pretended as if she was going to do just that. If she got really bad Madame would also put a spacer bar between her ankles, but she thought she would save that kind of behavior for later. The little stallion who was approaching her nervously wouldn’t know what to do if she got too rough with him. It was clear he was a little new to this.
“Jonathan, you will hold the mare by her halter. If she becomes intractable we will use the restraints but for now your gentle touch may be enough.” She smiled pertly at Jonathan who saluted her and took a firm grip of Goldie’s halter. Goldie pranced a little in place in a spirited way as Madame and the scrubs wearing attendant washed the stallion’s cock and balls just as Jonathan had bathed her pussy. Then Madame walked over to Goldie, snapping on a latex glove and squirting a generous portion of lubricant into her hand. She clinically rubbed it onto and into Goldie who moaned and quivered as someone finally touched her poor, throbbing cunt. It was so close now. She was so hungry to be filled up. Even though she generally enjoyed a little struggle she knew wouldn’t fight this first stallion at all.
Madame took the stallion by his halter and led him forward. Goldie leaned forward as far as she could, her wrapped tail lifting high off of her back along its natural curve. With his hoof gloves on, the ponyboy couldn’t guide his cock into her so he started thrusting his hips as he came close to her, the head of his cock slapping tantalizingly close to her hole. She flexed it, holding it as wide open as she could as Madame leaned over and expertly guided his cock inside her little mare. Goldie made a low, animalistic chuffing sound as the feeling of delicious fullness washed over her. They had not yet given her anything to lean on, and with her hands bound she couldn’t support herself well. The eager, willing stallion solved her problem by draping his mitted arms over her hips and holding tight to her as he pounded away at her. Her little apple tits bounced and wiggled as he fucked her forcefully. Just like stallions, they were instructed to
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