Good dirty fun, pt 1

You wade through the shallow water to where Ailis is wringing out her hair. Once you approach to within a few meters, you tell Brighid in a commanding tone, "Stop there. I must discuss your punishment with your mother." Ailis raises her eyebrow at you, hands still scrubbing through her hair. It's more than a little difficult to keep your eyes on her face as she, maybe unintentionally and maybe not, thrusts and shakes her firm B-cup breasts at you. Nonetheless, you manage to only watch them out of the bottoms of your eyes as you approach her more closely and speak in a low voice so that your lover can't overhear.

"I must inform you that as we were leaving your home, Brighid suggested -- to tease me, I believe, not in seriousness -- that I should invoke your oath to me in order to get you to invite me into your bed." Ailis's eyebrows raise and she looks over your shoulder at her deeply blushing daughter. "I have already very strongly reprimanded her for it, and in truth I believe that my clear and honest displeasure was enough punishment that she will think much more carefully before she suggests anything so reprehensible in the future. That said, this gives me a chance to, as you called it, put her through her paces. If you will play along, I think we can both get something out of this while also working her into a fine lather. My question to you is whether you want to wear this," You hold up the 'riding stick', "Or have her use it on you?"

A slow, slightly evil smile spreads across Ailis's face as she contemplates your question. After a moment, she asks, "I assume you want me to work her over hard when the time comes, but not to push her over the edge?" Mentally crossing your fingers and hoping that abiding by the literal text of the quest while violating the spirit of its failure condition won't fuck you over, you nod to her.

"Exactly. I plan to have her scrub me very, very clean while you 'take out your frustrations' on her. I figure if you can go a few rounds without letting her cum, she will be begging for release and willing to promise just about anything, including to be more careful with her words in the future. And I'm sure she will be more than happy to return the favor to you after if you need the, ah, satisfaction."

Ailis smirks at you and says, "No, that should not be necessary. I made this especially for her and it is enchanted to convey the sensations through the wood and into the wearer. I assure you that I will have no difficulty taking my pleasure from my daughter. I assume she told you that this won't be the first time?" You just nod, hand the device to Ailis, and turn to walk back over to Brighid. Ailis's amused voice calls you back, however. "And how, exactly, do you think I am going to put this on myself? My arms are not nearly long enough to reach between my hind legs, that is why we make these." You blush and turn back to face the Councillor. She just smiles smugly and wags the twenty centimeter long carved dick at you. Now that you actually look at it, it's definitely human-dick-shaped, not flared like a horse's. Maybe centaur genitalia are also based on their humanoid parts? Either way, you take the device from her hands and kneel behind her. After fussing with the straps for a few seconds trying to figure it out, you get it untangled and work one strap over her rump, settling the base of the wooden dong right about where a horse's sheath would be.

You grab the second strap and pull it between her hind legs and look up to find where to attach it. Ailis's tail is lifted high over her back and you find yourself staring directly at her delicate, moist-looking pussy lips and the crinkled star of her asshole. A faint scent of syrup and something else indescribable fills your nostrils and for a moment it's all you can do to keep from leaning forward and having a taste of her. After a few seconds of inaction, though, she twitches her tail in impatience and you tug the strap up over her sex, blushing all the while. You delicately feed her tail through the large ring provided for just that purpose, then buckle the strap to the one around her rump. Working quickly, you loop the other straps around her belly and back further up her body, firmly securing the toy to her lower belly. You turn away from her arch appraisal of your sudden and obvious arousal and quickly wade your way over to where Brighid is waiting for your command.

"You mother is as upset as I was to hear your thoughtless words, and she has agreed to help me punish you. The first part of your punishment is this: you are forbidden from cumming unless I or your mother order you to do so. If you disobey this order, I will have to take stricter measures with you; maybe Siwan would make me a bit and bridle if I lent you to her as her **** for a week?"

Brighid's eyes -- and nipples -- bulge at your words, and she swallows heavily. After a few quick breaths, she bows her head deeply and says, "I understand, my Lord. I accept my punishment and will obey your command."

You nod and tell her, "Good girl. Now, take this brush and scrub me clean. We never did get around to that yesterday and I can't help but feel like I reek of sex and horse after last night. It's all well and good for you to smell of me, but if you want to attract others to our bed it is probably best if I don't smell like you've marked your claim." Your carefully chosen words strike home and she submissively takes the brush from you and begins to scrub. "Ouch! Have a care, little mare, I don't have fur all over like your back. Gentler, or I'll find a better use for that brush." In truth she really wasn't scrubbing too hard, but the constant criticisms and commands directing how she is to pleasure you drive her crazy. Before she gets too much into it, though, Ailis walks up and runs her fingers all the way down Brighid's flank and gives her a firm smack on the rump. Your lover whimpers, but doesn't even pause in her scrubbing. When Ailis takes position behind her, you tell Brighid, "Lay down and move your tail to the side." Her eyes, like pools of liquid green arousal, lock onto yours, but she immediately sinks down into the water and moves her tail to give her mother access. You look at Ailis over Brighid's crimson hair and ask, "How wet is she?"

"Absolutely drenched. You told her she is not to climax, yes?" You nod and turn your attention back to Brighid.

"I informed your mother of your transgression and she agreed that you need punishment. I offered to let her join me in punishing you and she graciously agreed. Remember, you are not to climax under any circumstances. You are also not to ask, beg, wheedle, or plead to be allowed to cum. You will cum if and when your mother or I tells you to. This is punishment, not a lesson like last night. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir, I understand. Please, Sir, punish your wayward mare."

You look at Ailis and give her a nod, then say, "Then let your punishment begin!"