Wearing a full leather head harness lewd sub jason awaits his 2 stylish youthful Masters for a pony training session.
The door to the basement lair opens and in strides Dominant Fellow crop in hand, followed by Dominant Billy. Dropping his full weight onto jason's back Fellow demands a ride courtesy of the pony. Reins connected to the bit in the sub's face hole provide Lad with a method to turn the brute, one firm painful yank to stop it.
Billy provides the pony with some extra encouragement to receive moving, lashing it's nude a-hole cheeks with the crop to pick up the pace. Surely this little pony cannot be feeling sad and miserable carrying such a admirable and masterful Top on it's back? Any bottom would consider it a enjoyment. Lad stops for a pont of time to rest his sub, allowing it to clean his boots with a tongue washroom in appreciation of serving it's Dominant.
Billy takes the reins next and rides the inactive little doxy around the paddock whilst Man kicks out at it's plodding wazoo cheeks. Maybe some stinging lashes with the crop across the soles of it's undressed feet might prompt a greater amount enthusiastic ride?
Losing patience with the disobedient pony Stud crops it hard during the time that barking orders for it to chase. Replacing Billy on it's back Fellow demands a smooth faster ride than the crap one jason just gave to Billy, but there is little improvement.
Changing tack, Chap treats his pony to a smack of Billy's a-hole throughout a thin sliver of material enveloping the youthful Masters butt cheeks as that guy bows forward, the white underclothes tucked up into the Top's mellow bum crack. At final a task the sub attacks with force, stuffing his face unfathomable into Billy's crevice to acquire a whiff of the enjoyable scent that lies within. All also pretty soon the treat is over and Stud demands to be carried around the paddock one time once more.
During the time that Dude undresses down to his underclothing and boots Corporalist Billy takes control of the pony one time afresh, plonking his weight on it's back willing for a ride, his bum just clad in taut white briefs. It's a sloppy ride and the Masters genitals nearly fall out of the side of his underpants on several occasions as the useless bawdy cleft bucks and rocks Billy on his ride around the paddock. The crop rains down on the sub as this chab struggles to proceed the ride.
The exhausted pony is ridden so hard by the Top it collapses. Billy and Dude just laugh at the useless love tunnel, it's efforts have been so lame this day that a humiliation is in order to train it a lesson.
The Tops hatch a plan to punishment their sub - 1st Fellow teases jason by removing Billy's underclothing and pushing the warm perspired material into the bottom's face to smell his youthful Masters scent secondhand, being denied the enjoyment of tasting him when this guy stands just a hardly any feet away. How that get to hurt.
Next Billy disrobes off Guy's underclothing, the hirsute built jock's body looks so worthwhile, but jason's crap execution of the pony task has made it unattainable for the pont of time. Billy washes the sub's face with Guy's used underclothing like a face cloth.
The exposed Top's the one and the other ride on the sub's back. Jason can feel their warm weenies, enormous ball sacks and firm gazoo cheeks on his back but not watch em. So close. The fact they are touching his skin is his merely consolation.
Riding the pony about the paddock the one and the other Masters bear their full weight down on it's back. barking orders and cropping it's feet and wazoo as it still fails to deliver a ride to the standard those Top's wait. Carrying 2 Masters exhausts the brute in just a pair of laps, collapsing it on the floor beneath their combined weight. What an ungrateful fuck.
Sitting down on the exhausted sub the Master's tease it by giving a kiss loudly, the sound have to be tearing jason apart inside to not be able to watch or join in.
Ordered to take up with the tongue the tread on their boots and service their perspired ass cracks with his face hole, a dejected sub contemplates what could have been... just as Corporalist Chap releases a humiliating and stinking fart right over jason's face and face hole.
Now the merely sound is his Master's laughter ringing in his ears.
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