Chapter 3: Sunday

Emma accompanied her two new dominants to their bedroom. She was pretty excited to experience what Johan and Diana had for her next. The sex this weekend so far had been an exquisite delight, and she looked forward to further experimentation.

Johan opened the bedroom door and allowed Diana to enter before preceding the two body slaves through the door. Emma was uncertain what to do next, so when Hudson began undressing Diana, she did the same for Johan.

After removing Johan’s polo shirt, Emma, following Hudson’s lead again, dropped to her knees and helped her Master out of his shoes and socks. Next, Emma undid Johan’s fly and pulled his pants down. Johan’s meaty 7+ inch cock strained against his boxer briefs, and Emma moaned deep back in her throat, aching to touch and suck that magnificent member.

A soft moan from her left caught Emma’s attention, and she turned her head to see. Hudson was between Mistress Diana’s muscular thighs with his head tipped back, tonguing her lasered bare pussy. Emma moaned her wanting need again before Johan chuckled and asked, “Would you like to suck my cock, little one?”

“Yes!” Emma said, nodding her head vigorously.

“What are you waiting for, then?” Johan teased.

Emma tugged Johan’s boxers down eagerly, sighing happily as Johan’s purple-headed monster with its large testes bounced into view. Wrapping her hand around her Master’s thick shaft, Emma licked Johan’s glans like it were an ice cream. Then, showing off the practice she’d done with a banana, Emma deep-throated her dominant’s entire cock until her nose rested against his pubic bone.

Johan stood with his hands on his hips, smiling smugly at Diana. “Been here just thirty-six hours and already the best cock sucker in the house,” he crowed.

“Careful, husband,” Diana moaned as she held Hudson’s face to her clit and revelled in his attention to her thick clit. “Otherwise, I might give up sucking you entirely.”

Johan was close to orgasm, but that wasn’t the plan for tonight’s activities, so he reluctantly pushed on Emma’s forehead and removed his throbbing cock from her mouth. “In Mistress Diana’s left hand is a key for Hudson’s chastity cage, little one,” he instructed. “Release Hudson and make him hard.”

Emma, a little tentatively, obeyed. She was uncertain of the etiquette for releasing slaves from their cages, but she was sure it didn’t involve another submissive doing it. However, an order was an order, so Emma did as instructed.

Undoing the padlock and pulling the cage apart released Hudson’s sturdy penis. Emma hadn’t seen very many dicks, but her scant experience told her that Hudson was probably around average in length and a little thicker than most. Hudson’s cock felt good in her hand and even better in her mouth, and Emma soon had Hudson leaking precum and moaning into Diana’s pussy.

Johan held his massive shaft and gently stroked it as he watched the licentious scene before him. He knew that if he didn’t intervene soon, Hudson would climax into the young woman’s mouth, a no-no for both of them. “Emma, prepare Mistress Diana’s ass,” Johan demanded.

Emma was unsure what that meant but guessed correctly. Moving behind Diana, she used her hands to part her Mistress’ sturdy butt cheeks and tongued her little chocolate star. Then, realising that the head of Johan’s enormous cock would have to go through that tiny ring, Emma wet her finger with her mouth and rimmed Diana.

“I enjoy anal sex,” Mistress Diana moaned. “So don’t be shy about getting a couple of fingers in there.”

Emma shrugged internally, put her first two fingers in her mouth to wet them, and then pushed them slowly into her dominant’s ass. As Diana had predicted, Emma’s fingers slipped in without much effort, and Emma could work them in and out easily.

“Get the lube off the nightstand and grease Hudson’s cock,” Johan instructed.

Emma moved to obey, but Johan grabbed her and pulled her into his lap before she could reach where the lube stood. Johan spun Emma around, gripped her right hip with his right hand and his stupendous cock with his left, and guided Emma onto his throbbing cock. Johan grunted as his cock opened Emma’s tight, swelteringly hot and wet cunt and slid inside. “You may cum,” Johan panted, more for Emma’s benefit than his because he was about to fill the young woman’s pussy with sperm.

Squealing into her cupped hand, Emma climaxed, her pussy pulsing on and off Johan’s enormous purple glans and, unable to control himself, Johan growled and unloaded into Emma. Feeling Johan’s hot ejaculate boiling into her cunt set Emma off again, and she added her right hand to her left as she squealed again.

“I won’t go soft,” Johan promised, lifting Emma off his throbbing appendage. “So, finish getting the lube and oiling Hudson’s cock. He’s getting a real treat tonight.”

With cum pouring down her inner thighs, Emma picked up the lube bottle and turned back to Mistress Diana. Diana, who’d had a soft but satisfying orgasm watching her husband inject his sperm into the young woman, smiled and handed Emma a face cloth. Emma held it to her dripping gash and walked to where Hudson knelt, his sturdy cock standing rigidly at attention.

Squeezing her thighs together to hold the washcloth in place, Emma knelt, kissed the tip of Hudson’s sausage, and poured a liberal amount of lubrication into her hand. She realised the oil had warming properties and briefly wondered how it would feel on her clitoris. When she was satisfied that Hudson’s entire glans and shaft were well oiled, Emma put the lube bottle aside, shuffled around on her knees, and assumed what she’d been shown was presentation position one—sitting on her heels with her head up, eyes down, shoulders back, and hands palm up on her parted thighs.

Johan and Diana smiled proudly at her before instructing Hudson to lie face-up on the bed. Working seamlessly together, the dominant pair quickly tied Hudson’s extremities to the four corners of the bed, gagged and blindfolded him, and worked a pillow under his ass, lifting his hips so he formed an arch.

Then, smiling eagerly at her husband, Diana climbed onto the bed facing Hudson’s toes and straddled Hudson’s reposed form. “Hold Hudson’s cock so it points at the ceiling, little one,” Diana demanded.

Emma obeyed enthusiastically and then lowered her head so she could watch. Diana sank onto her haunches until she felt Hudson’s thick cock head against her starfish. Then, sighing heavily, Diana relaxed her sphincter and sank onto Hudson’s cock. She twitched a little as the head parted her knot, but shortly after that, Diana’s plentiful bottom settled on Hudson’s groin with his cock buried to the hilt in her ass. Smiling happily, Diana lay back on her submissive, her head resting on Hudson’s shoulder.

Emma muttered an awed “Wow!” and reluctantly removed her hand from between them.

Johan chuckled as he stepped onto the bed. He knelt between Hudson’s and his wife’s lewdly parted legs, and then, stepping over their thighs, Johan lowered his hip and positioned his cock at Diana’s entrance. Smiling happily, Johan pushed his hips forward and slowly joined Hudson inside Diana.

“Emma,” Johan called. “Climb on the bed and suckle Mistress Diana’s nipples. Then, when she demands it, bite them firmly.”

Emma almost reluctantly left her position near where the trio was lasciviously joined and moved up the bed. However, when Diana held her hand out and pulled her close, Emma melted willingly into the powerful older woman’s embrace. Emma felt Diana’s tongue brush across her pouting lips and, with a soft moan, opened her mouth and welcomed Diana’s tongue inside.

Wanting to obey Johan’s command, Emma tried to lower herself so she could suckle Mistress Diana’s nipples. Diana, however, had different ideas and held Emma close, continuing to kiss her young submissive passionately. Emma gave up her task and surrendered herself to her Mistress’ embrace. As she lay beside Diana, kissing her, Emma felt Johan’s stubbled lips press against her cheek. Reacting instinctively, Emma turned her head and locked her lips to Johan’s.

For the next few moments, the three exchanged kisses as Johan gently stroked into his wife. Their kisses were soft and loving, but as Diana’s arousal grew, they became passionate and demanding. Before long, Johan and Diana were panting too hard to do more than briefly touch their lips together. Realising their need, Emma slid down until she could take Diana’s nipple into her willing but inexperienced mouth.

Remembering the few occasions when one of her occasional boyfriends had nursed her breasts in a way that stimulated, Emma tried to excite her Mistress with her tongue. However, the task proved much easier than Emma had feared because as soon as she ran her tongue over Diana’s nipple, it turned into a rubbery pebble in her mouth. Delighted, Emma experimented with different techniques, trying to precipitate her Mistress’ orgasm. Swirling her tongue over Diana’s nipple made Diana moan, but if Emma sucked as she licked, her Mistress arched her back to meet Emma’s suckling mouth.

Emma became aware that Johan’s pants had turned to grunts and knew from her sparse experience that meant he was close to cumming, so she increased the strength of her tongue strokes and sucking.

“Now,” Diana demanded as she wrapped her muscular thighs around her husband’s powerful hips and thrust her cunt up at him. Taking the hint, Emma bit the nipple she had in her mouth and gently pulled back. “Yesssss!!” Diana hissed as her climax hit. She orgasmed again as Emma lashed her tongue over her Mistress’ nipple.

Emma sucked again when she heard and felt Johan grunt and shudder, a prelude Emma knew to him cumming. Johan pushed on his hands, lifting his upper body off Diana. He jerked as his hips spasmed, pistoning into his wife’s greedily gripping pussy. Reaching across her Mistress’ body, Emma pinched Diana’s right nipple as she (Emma) bit down firmly on Diana’s left. Johan roared as he ejaculated into Diana’s spasming pussy, and Diana’s squeal rose to join in as she climaxed with her husband.

Temporarily sated, the married couple separated. Johan rolled to lie on Diana’s left side as Diana slowly lifted herself off of Hudson’s cock.

“Grab a washcloth from the en suite,” Diana demanded. “Return and clean my slut’s cock.”

Emma rolled off the bed as Diana took her place on the bed beside Hudson. Emma entered the en suite and found a face cloth. Then, wetting the cloth with warm water, she climbed onto the bed between Hudson’s tied ankles and covered his slowly bouncing, rigidly erect cock with it. Being careful not to overstimulate her fellow submissive, Emma washed the lube and juices from Hudson’s sturdy penis. Emma returned to the en suite to rinse off the cloth before kneeling beside the bed and waiting for further instruction.

Diana propped herself on her elbow and reached over to nudge Johan. Johan gazed bleary-eyed back at her, unsure of what Diana wanted. “Must I do everything, husband? Diana mock growled as she flicked her eyes to Emma.

“In this case, I think so,” Johan admitted, still unsure what his wife wanted.

Diana sighed theatrically before rolling out of bed. Moving assuredly, she undid the binds holding Hudson’s feet to the bed and tied them together before re-tying them to the bed’s base. Grinning at Emma, Diana said, “Hudson’s cock won’t fuck itself! Gidyap, Emma. Your ride awaits!”

Giggling embarrassedly, but with her pussy literally dripping, Emma climbed on the bed and straddled Hudson’s reclined body. Reaching behind herself, Emma positioned Hudson’s throbbing cock at her entrance and sank gratefully onto it.

Emma was only vaguely aware that Johan had gotten off the bed, but when he nudged her cheek with his rapidly inflating tool, she turned her head and willingly sucked his stupendous member into her mouth. Next, Emma felt her Mistress pushing on her shoulders, so she lowered herself onto Hudson. Johan followed her down by bending his knees, allowing Emma to hold his cock in her mouth.

Revelling in the sensation of having two cocks inside her, Emma moaned when she felt Diana spreading her ass cheeks and rubbing the warming gel on her rear passage. There was a slight break before Diana climbed onto the bed behind Emma’s ass.

“Oh, lawd!” Emma gasped as she felt Diana’s ‘cock’ press against her starfish. Her gasp turned into a drawn-out, lustful moan as Diana slowly forced her strap-on cock into Emma’s anal cavity.

Diana grabbed a handful of Emma’s long blonde locks, pulled back viciously and walloped Emma’s ass. “Ride these cocks, you dirty fucking slut!” Diana demanded forcefully, smacking Emma’s taut buns again.

Moaning around Johan’s pulsing cock, Emma pushed on Hudson’s body with her elbows and forced her body backward off his cock and onto Diana’s. Then, thrusting her pelvis forward, Emma slid onto Hudson’s thick cock as she slid off of Diana’s. Getting the hang of it, Emma began riding the two cocks penetrating her lower fuck holes vigorously. Shortly, her hips were an almost blur as she smashed them back and forth, riding her lust higher and higher. She knew her orgasm was on her and desperately hoped one of her dominants would give her permission to cum before she did so anyway.

“Hold on,” Diana commanded as Emma mewled with need.

“Hang on,” Johan demanded as Hudson’s strangled gasps came from beneath Emma.

“A little longer,” Johan and Diana instructed as their submissives begged to be allowed to climax.

Then, knowing their slaves would cum with or without permission shortly, Diana grabbed her hairbrush from the side table and brought it stingingly down onto Emma’s tensed buttocks. “Cum for me, my little cum sluts,” Diana barked, whacking Emma’s butt cheek again.

“Faaaarrrkkkk!!” Hudson growled as his balls snapped tightly against his shaft, his prostate cramped, and his throbbing cock spat man juice into Emma’s desperately clenching cunt.

Simultaneously with Hudson filling her pussy, Johan grunted and filled Emma’s mouth. Everyone except for Mistress Diana sagged onto the mattress, almost comatose. Diana stepped onto the floor and examined her three semiconscious lovers lying on her bed. She smiled fondly and briefly considered going to one of her other slaves’ rooms and inviting herself to stay. However, before she could, Emma’s eyes opened and met hers. Then, smiling guiltily, Emma slid off the bed and crawled to her Mistress. Emma placed her forehead on Mistress Diana’s feet and asked, “How may this girl serve, Mistress?”

Grinning at the young woman proudly, Diana asked her to help untie Hudson and move him to the side. Hudson mumbled protestingly as Emma and Diana moved him aside but didn’t awaken. Johan was already on the bed’s edge, lying on his back and snoring loudly. Diana smiled delightedly as she casually draped Hudson over her husband. The pair would unconsciously cuddle all night before waking up embarrassed by being so close.

Diana had ordered her bed specially. Beyond a super king, Diana’s bed slept six people comfortably, so there was plenty of room for Diana to take her newest acquisition between her muscular thighs and press her extensive clit firmly against Emma’s drooling pussy. With her arousal peaking, Diana rolled Emma onto her side and lifted her (Emma’s) leg in the air. Then, gripping that same leg firmly, Diana scissored her clit against Emma’s dripping cunt. Harder and faster, Diana tribbed with her young lover until, with twin stifled screams, the two women climaxed. Diana rubbed harder after her climax before achieving two more soft but intense orgasms. She finally sank onto the mattress, took her young lover in her arms, and slept.

For the second morning in a row, Emma awoke to find Natalie between her legs, eating her pussy. ‘I could get used to this,’ Emma smilingly thought as she stretched, luxuriating in the soft lips suckling her clit. ‘I never even considered lesbian sex before, but if I’d known how good it felt, I would have years ago.’

“Oh, you’re awake!” Natalie teased before swiping her tongue along Emma’s slit again. “You taste like Hudson, you little slut,” she jokingly accused.

“And, pray tell, how do you know what Hudson tastes like?” Emma riposted.

“Oh, I may have drank his fluids from the source and Mistress Diana’s pussy once or twice,” Natalie grinningly responded. Natalie smiled wider and asked, “I’m pretty sure that I know the answer, but are you staying for another day? If you are, I’m here to help you get ready to serve, in case you need it.”

“Do I dress the same as yesterday?” Emma asked. “Nothing but a butt plug, the vibrating egg, and high heels?”

“Yes,” Natalie acknowledged. “I can get you a wider plug if you want?”

“No,” Emma replied. “Yesterday’s one seems ideal because both times I was taken anally, I felt no real pain or discomfort.”

“The foxtail it is, then,” Natalie stated, gesturing to the dresser where it sat. “Do you want me to help you insert the egg and plug?”

“I’m going to have to learn to do that myself, right?” Emma queried.

“Yes, babe,” Natalie acknowledged.

Emma said she’d try doing it herself before suddenly remembering, “Hey, Nat. Aren’t you off until this evening?”

“I am,” Natalie acknowledged. “But you’re kind of my project girl, so I thought I’d check in with you this morning. Plus, I like helping at meals, so I’ll do that, too.”

Natalie led Emma to the floor’s main bathroom and watched her wash the secretions from the previous night’s activities from her lean but shapely body. Then she handed Emma the lube and watched as the newcomer greased the two items and gently inserted them into her body. The egg went in without too much problem, but it took Emma several goes before her back door opened and let the plug inside.

Your bottom’s an outie, not an innie,” Natalie explained. “It’ll take some time before it readily accepts things entering it. However, after a few days, you’ll be able to take it without a problem.”

Emma put her 7-inch slave heels on, attached the chain and followed Natalie from the room. Emma still struggled with the chain’s length affecting her stride, but she knew she stumbled less today than she had yesterday and would stumble less again tomorrow. She hoped she’d quickly learn how to glide across the floor like the other girls did because they looked so sophisticated when they walked. Emma felt like a cow on ice in comparison.

The girls reached the kitchen and found the other slaves and Margot in full swing. Johan and Jürgen insisted on a full fry-up for their Sunday breakfasts. Margot had sliced tomatoes, mushrooms, hash browns, eggs, steak and bacon cooking. For Mistress Diana, there was also a plate of sliced fresh fruit with dried Acai berries and almond milk.

As he had the previous morning, Jürgen danced over to Emma and took the egg’s remote from her belt. Turning it up and down in slow waves, Jürgen tried to make Emma lose control and climax again. This time, however, Emma had better knowledge of what would happen. So, although she allowed her climax to crest, Emma held it in abeyance until she knew she was close to her peak before kneeling and begging, “Please may this slut be allowed to orgasm, Sir?”

Turning the vibrations off, Jürgen groused, “Aww, you’re no fun! I prefer it when you lose control and climax anyway.” Jürgen made as if to replace the controller back onto Emma’s belt, but he suddenly turned it all the way up instead. Grabbing Emma’s pointy nipples in his strong thumbs and fingers, Jürgen twisted them viciously before demanding, “Cum for me, my little cock sucking slut!”

Obeying Jürgen’s instruction, Emma orgasmed. Cumming hard, Emma shuddered and juddered and bit her bottom lip to prevent from screaming. Then, with her legs already weakened from her orgasm, Emma sank to her knees and placed her forehead on Jürgen’s boots. “How may this girl thank you for her orgasm?” Emma quietly asked.

“Your cumming so beautifully for me is reward enough, my dear girl,” Jürgen urbanely replied. “However, I may take up your offer of payment later. In the meantime, my lustful wench, get yourself some breakfast.”

Margot’s fry-up looked too much for Emma to contemplate, so she opened the fridge door and got out the bowl of freshly sliced fruits. She looked at her Mistress’ plate and decided that fruit mixed with some Acai berries, oatmeal, and everything covered with almond milk would be the perfect breakfast after an intense night of lovemaking. ‘Well, fucking,’ Emma giggled to herself.

Because there were only Mistress Diana’s and Master Johan’s extended ‘family’ in The Mansion’, the slaves were invited to share the main table with their owners. Emma was learning quickly that The Mansion was mainly an informal place to live. Johan and Diana were more friends than Master and Mistress.

Oh, Emma realised, there were rules. Being naked except for the heels (women) or cock cage (men) and having a plug and vibrating egg inserted were but two, but the young men and women were not required to act subserviently all the time. If Johan, Diana, or Jürgen wanted a submissive response, they would address the submissive as slave Emma (for example) and then explain what they wanted. The standard house rules of acknowledging their betters by ensuring they were fed first and their needs were taken care of before anyone else stood, but, other than those, when there was only the ‘extended family’, the people in The Mansion talked and reacted as equals.

Mistress Diana explained, “Neither Johan nor myself are interested in TPE (Total Power Exchange) relationships. Although we did have one woman who temporarily joined our service needing that, TPEs are too much like hard work. For goodness sake, if you need to use the loos, do so! I do not want to have to remember and instruct you to!”

Emma took her place at the dominants’ table. As the newest and lowest member, one who was not yet a full-time member of The Mansion, Emma’s place was in the middle of the table, farthest from Johan and Diana. However, Jürgen chuckled when she sat and moved beside her. His large, strong hand was soon on Emma’s inner thigh, with his pinky finger brushing her swiftly engorging clit.

Despite the distracting hand and finger, Emma managed to eat and keep up with the conversation. However, by the time Jürgen chuckled and stood to announce he had was going to work with his family’s horses, Emma’s arousal had formed a sticky puddle around her taut ass.

Mistress Diana winked at Jürgen and suggested, “Take the new wench with you. Natalie, you’re a little taller than Emma, but your hips and bust are about the same. Loan her one of your riding outfits, please.” Diana smiled at Emma, “The horse paddocks are visible from the road and the houses surrounding them. It wouldn’t do to have you arrested for indecent exposure, now, would it?” Then Diana’s grin turned feral. “The butt plug and egg remain, though.”

Emma didn’t understand why that would be bad, but when the other girls gasped and Jürgen chuckled evilly, Emma figured something was up. But it was not her position to question her orders, so she dutifully followed Natalie to her room and donned the clothing Natalie handed her. The first item was a pair of clinging, skin-tight, off-white jodhpurs. The pants clung to every centimetre of Emma’s slender but toned and shapely ass and legs. With the foxtail butt plug in, Natalie had to correct Emma when she spread it along her perineum before pulling her pants up. “It needs to go between your cheeks and up your back,” Natalie explained. “Otherwise, it will be on the saddle and getting pushed and pulled when you move.”

Natalie examined Emma once she’d adjusted her tail. “The trousers are a little long,” Natalie stated. “But it won’t matter because you’ll be wearing calf-high boots.” Natalie handed Emma a sports bra, but it was too big in the cups for the svelte young woman. “Wait here,” Natalie instructed and ran down to Ivy’s room. She returned a few seconds later with a white crossover sports bra. This time, the bra was a little tight around Emma’s chest, but Natalie insisted, “Even with breasts as small and tight as yours, you’ll still want them constrained as tightly as possible when you’re riding.”

Next, Natalie handed Emma a dark blue, long-sleeved, button-down work shirt. It, too, was a little long, but Emma managed to tuck it into her jodhpurs so it wasn’t too obvious. The final item was a pair of dark brown, calf-high riding boots. Natalie was a size bigger in shoe size, but a thick pair of socks fixed that, and Emma was ready to ride.

Emma returned to the kitchen to find Jürgen waiting impatiently. However, he grinned at her before taking her arm and guiding her to his Ford ute. After opening the passenger door, Jürgen grabbed Emma’s tightly covered ass and virtually threw her up into the seat. Laughing at Emma’s yelp. Jürgen walked quickly to the driver’s door and got in. “We agist our Arabians on a 40-hectare farm in South West Logan,” Jürgen explained as he pulled onto the road leading to the Pacific Highway.

The ride to the agistment farm was only twenty minutes, but Jürgen kept Emma talking as he guided the ute through the traffic. Jürgen seemed genuinely interested in Emma, her education, and her life. He asked insightful questions about her studies as they drove which made Emma realise that Jürgen was no slouch in the brain department either.

They reached the farm, and when Jürgen whistled, three beautiful Arabian horses trotted over to greet the couple. Emma watched her Master’s son greet the horses effusively before tentatively adding her greeting. She relaxed when the onyx black horse nuzzled back against her hand.

“You’ve selected your ride,” Jürgen grinned as he took two saddles from the ute’s tray. “Bella is my usual ride,” Jürgen added. “But it seems you have chosen each other, so I’ll ride the red, which is Diana’s horse.”

“Oh,” Emma demurred. “I’ll ride Red if you prefer. I don’t want to deny you your horse.”

“Have you ridden a horse before?” Jürgen questioned.

“No,” Emma admitted.

“Well,” Jürgen explained. “Horses have their preferences in riders just as humans have theirs. Bella is taken with you, so you ride her because that’s what she wants. Red will happily carry me, so it’s all good.”

Realising it was useless to argue, Emma watched as Jürgen readied the horses to be ridden. The horses were eager for their riders, so they willingly accepted the bit, bridle and saddles, and only a few short minutes later, Jürgen was helping Emma into her saddle. Jürgen walked Red beside Bella, explaining how to ‘rise to the trot’ so that Emma didn’t uncontrollably bounce on her horse.

Jürgen increased the horses’ speed until they were galloping, and Emma quickly learned why, historically, men insisted their women rode ‘side-saddle’. Her saddle’s horn rubbed deliciously against her already excited clit, and brought the young woman close to orgasm. Plus, every time her pretty butt hit the saddle, it pushed the plug into Emma’s ring, adding to her arousal. Jürgen knew that sexual excitement often went hand in hand with horse riding for women, so he insisted that Emma clenched Bella with her thighs firmly. Making her do so increased the friction across Emma’s clitoris and brought her perilously close to orgasm.

Turning Red so she faced in the opposite direction, Jürgen leaned over and grabbed Emma’s engorged nipples. “Cum for me, my little slut,” he demanded, causing the young woman to climax immediately.

Trying not to pass out from the pleasure, Emma gasped, “Thank you for my orgasm, Sir. How may this slut thank you?”

“I will show you,” Jürgen chuckled. He directed the horses back to his ute before taking the horses’ saddles off. He removed Red’s bridle before letting her loose. Jürgen told Emma to peel her jodhpurs off and then helped Emma onto Bella’s bareback and climbed up behind her. Pushing on Emma’s shoulders, Jürgen forced her forward until he exposed Emma’s dripping entrance. Then he unhooked the egg’s wire and demanded that Emma push it out. After negligently tossing the egg onto the ute’s tray, Jürgen unzipped and took his thick cock out. Then, he lined his throbbingly erect penis up with Emma’s pussy and pushed his hips forward, penetrating Emma’s sopping cunt.

“OMFG!” Emma moaned as she felt Jürgen’s thick cock splitting her apart. “Fuck me, Master, please,” she pleaded, pushing her slender but shapely ass back at Jürgen.

“Gladly,” Jürgen replied, concentrating on his pleasure because he knew that the submissive woman on his throbbing cock would experience at least as much pleasure from him cumming inside her as she would from cumming herself.

Gripping Emma’s shoulders, Jürgen pumped into the young submissive as firmly as this position allowed. He grinned as Emma squealed and orgasmed on his thrusting cock. With his libido relaxed, Jürgen groaned before unloading into the young woman bouncing on his cock.

However, if Emma thought her delicious torture had ended there, she was badly mistaken. Making a clicking sound, Jürgen urged Bella forward. Wrapping his elbows around Emma’s slender waist, Jürgen gripped the reins and clicked again, encouraging Bella to trot. Emma’s feet were swinging free, so Bella’s trot had her bouncing on Jürgen’s still ragingly erect cock. Unable to help herself, Emma began climaxing. Every time her pussy bottomed out on Jürgen’s thrusting pole, its tip rapped against Emma’s cervix, sending her into paroxysms of orgasms. Jürgen trotted Bella around the paddock, and by the time he returned to his ute, Emma had passed out from the continual pleasure her pussy sent rocketing through her body.