An Exclusive Excerpt from C.P. Mandara's "A Rough Ride."
The Following Contains Mature Content and is Intended for an Audience of 18+
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'Would the little pony like to be fed?' The accent was beautifully rough, raspy Spanish and it made her insides clench.
Oh, yes. Yes please. Jenny was aware, somewhere in the back of her head, that she should not be responding to this type of treatment; this sexual madness that had taken over her body. She was almost aware, somewhere through the lustful haze of thoughts that now flooded her brain, that Albrecht was priming her to crave sex and the release it would bring. It appeared they'd brainwashed her well. She needed this. Her whole body
was squirming and imploring the men to take her in any way they saw fit. It had been three long days without sex and amazing orgasms aside, being filled by these two gorgeous men had her dribbling in excitement - even more than she was already. When Big Guy continued to look at her in a questioning manner Jenny realised he expected a reply. She nodded her head enthusiastically, her mouth biting down upon the rubber ring as she tried to reply with an affirmative. Big Guy bit his wonderfully full bottom lip and gave her a searing look of longing. Yes, yes, yes. Feed me those juicy big cocks gentleman and rock this body of mine into the next century.
The two guys must have heard her thoughts for Big Guy was already fondling his impressive piece through the fabric of his slacks and Good- Looking was unbuttoning his fly. Jenny's struggling had completely ceased. A voracious appetite for pleasure was spiralling through her body and she wanted someone to act upon it. Good-Looking now had his cock within his delicately boned hands. It was obvious he had enjoyed the appetiser Jenny had presented and would require little in the way of foreplay.
'Shall we see if she's wet?'
Jenny almost rolled her eyes in frustration and would have stomped her hooves had she been able. Hadn't the vet just demonstrated that only two minutes ago?
Good-Looking smiled and inserted his two longest fingers inside the hole of her gag. He slowly stroked her tongue, which was still very sensitive and slightly swollen from the ginger spice salve and dildos that had been used at the auction. That quickly captured her attention and she couldn't help a moan of delight. His fingers continued to dip and dive within the confines of her jaw, his fingernails gently skimming the inner walls of her mouth before he used a generous dollop of her own saliva and began to use it to paint her lips. She couldn't help but watch in fascination as the two clever fingers scooped up all of the available spittle which had pooled behind the gag and applied it around the entrance to her mouth in a similar fashion to that of a tube of lip gloss.
'I am preparing you for my cock. Would you like to suck it?'
Who will have the pleasure of training Petal? By rights, the honour should go to Mark Matthews, but the cowboy has other plans. The matter is not settled until the stable owner is brought into the fray.
It is to be a monumental first week for Albrecht's newest trainee. The pony girl will have two days to find a way of coping with her new latex bodysuit and the rigorous buzzing and pumping of the never-ending 'device' which torments her every waking moment. She will then find herself shipped off as a sex-slave, chained and caged, to the mysterious high-bidder from the auction.
It doesn't take Petal long to realise that her chances of escaping from Albrecht are slim at best, but her defiant nature won't let her give up hope just yet. There is a way out for her, but she may have to give up more than her sanity in order to achieve it.
Author Bio:
Christina Mandara was born in the UK, but has spent most of her life travelling the world. She speaks three languages and has been chiefly employed in the fields of finance and travel. Her favourite city is Sydney and her favourite holiday destination is the south of France.
She loves keeping fit and enjoys running, cycling and water sports. No, not those kinds of water sports; think surfing or sailing. That doesn’t mean that she doesn’t enjoy BDSM in all of its glorious forms, be that pony girls, bondage, edge play, orgasm denial or a damn good spanking. Her favourite item in the toy closet (a box simply isn’t big enough) is her riding crop.
In her spare time she’s usually cuddled up with a good book, exploring the countryside or baking in the kitchen. In fact, she loves her kitchen so much she’s one of few woman who wouldn’t mind being tied to it! Her first and foremost love is writing, however, and more often than not you’ll find her on a laptop spinning tales of romance, erotica or dark, paranormal fantasies.
Those in the BDSM world might wonder whether Ms Mandara is a top or a bottom. Is she currently training a herd of pony boys or is she stabled up, in full leather tack, with the pony girls? It’s a good question. Answers on a postcard please…
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