Neigh like a horse

You grid your teeth. Sophia expects you to humiliate yourself for her amusement. And as long as she has you in chains and her cattle stick in reach, there is little you can do. But what is even worse is how your subconscious mind reacts. A image in your mind appears showing Sophia on your back riding you like a horse. You are already hard but this image makes your cock beg for attention. You hate to admit it, but you always had the fantasy of a dominant woman using you as a pony. You even thought about visiting a domina because of this, but you never did.

In your current situation and considering nobody sees you, maybe you could go for the chance. Sophia is absolutely insane and has no reason to go easy on you when you rebel again. So, why should she be the only one getting her sexual dreams fulfilled? Nevertheless, it takes some effort to humiliate yourself, open your mouth and neigh like a horse.

You can’t look at your former babysitter and friend while doing so. It is just to embarrassing. But when you are done and look up, Sophia smiles exited. She seems pleased with your obeying and your choice. But is this a good sign on not?

“A horse,” Sophia says in joy and gets to her knees to be closer to you, “my goodness, what a great choice. I always wanted to have a horse when I was young. All girls in my age wanted these cute ponies. I accept your choice, Lucas. You are my horse for now.”

Sophia disappears for a moment behind the corner and comes back with a gag and a riding crop. Her cattle stick is gone. There must be some kind of equipment-shelf behind the wall. Well, as long as your hands and cock are tied like now, she can easily overpower you without it. Sophia opens the door to your cell and points with the crop at the floor in front of her. Humiliated but also a little exited you crawl out of the cell. Sophia leads you by the leash to the area that is covered by soft mats. That’s good, because otherwise you would have hurt your knees soon.

For the first time you can take a look at the whole room. The whole floor, except your cell and a small area in front of it, is covered in soft mats to prevent injuries. The BDSM-furniture you saw from your cell is still there and you can now also see two large shelves with whips, crops, gags, rope and all other kinds of sex toys.

But that’s not all. You also see a kind of stretching bench, a comfy looking bed with different additions and a small cage, just big enough for you to kneel in it. And there also are some things you can hardly describe. And you have no idea for what they are used for.

Sophia wastes no time and takes place on your back. She is not too heavy, but in the moment her warm pussy and almost naked ass rub over your naked back, you can feel your cock try to get hard again which is once more frustrating and painful. Sophia’s soft, slender legs at your sides make it not easier. The intense control she has over you is arousing, but in your current situation it is just a sweet agony.

To make things worse, Sophia suddenly leans forward. Her boobs press against your back and her hands reach for your head. Gently she caresses the back of your head. You shiver a little but manage to stand still.

“I don't have a rein, but luckily my horse has mastered human language,” Sophia whispers excited, before sitting upright again, “forward, little pony, trot off!”

A hiss sounds, followed by a sharp bang and a sudden, stabbing pain in your left buttock. Sophia used her riding crop to **** you to move. You must admit that you are slightly excited when you follow the command and crawl off.