Mystery at Squires
Copyright© 2025 by Bravenger
Chapter 4
Mystery Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Its 1960 and a young city girl is interned to an English Country Manor as a nursemaid. It’s all strangely different from what she expected, until something very much more sinister is uncovered.
Caution: This Mystery Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Coercion Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Mystery Rags To Riches Furry Were animal Incest FemaleDom Light Bond Sadistic PonyGirl First Massage Masturbation Pregnancy Sex Toys Voyeurism Babysitter Menstrual Play Small Breasts
Squires Waters
Esme, now satisfied with Lovejoys stud training session in the stable, saddled up the pony and set off for a relaxing ride. Her young stallion having given its all, was now content to amble contentedly along, free from sexual tension; as was Shelia.
This fine English summers morning was one she would escape the confines of Squires Lodge and go leisurely exploring; for when she was with Lovejoy, Esme reverted to being Shelia.
As the landscape ahead began to absorb her, it began to impress her with its subtle colours; it’s shrubs, trees, hills and gullies which she and Lovejoy negotiated, was a shared thing with the pony noticing all the wildlife moments that Shelia had and even some she hadn’t.
Lovejoy had sensed water being nearby and had become thirsty after his earlier stable session; and so with a little cunning had led them to a rise that overlooked a small lake!
“Oh what a beautiful place you found Lovejoy! It’s so concealed, I’d never have known it was here! Come on, you’ll get a lovely drink; it looks sparkling fresh and clean!
They made their way down the gentle slope and made their way to the waters edge and Shelia dismounted and let loose the reins for Lovejoy to drink at his leisure; securing him to a handy small rock as Guy had taught her.
She cast her gaze about the lake and wondered what its source could be? Then she saw a fairly large fish jump and splash on the surface causing her to let out a small yell of surprise!
“You only need one of those to make a tasty supper Miss Shelia!”
Startled, she looked behind to where the strangely familiar had come from?
He had been laid on his elbow when he’d first seen Lovejoy appear at the rim of the lake and then had watched amused as the pair had come down to the water’s edge.
“Why, Jock! What a surprise! It’s miles from Squires! Where’s the horse you rode?”
Standing now, Jock laughed, pointing to his lightweight trials-bike lent against a bush, saying, “Sometimes I take a break from horses and take my ‘Ruby’ for a ride on the trail!”
“Oh! I’ve seen that stored in the stables; I wondered if it ever got ridden!”
“I arrived at Squires Lodge on it, when I got the stables Job, over six years ago Miss Shelia”
She gazed at him a second, “I like it, that you still call me Shelia; and not Esme.”
“I’ve steered clear of that coven business Miss Shelia; they tried to rope me in; but I just stick to myself.”
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