Mmm...first encounters. I love it when characters in both movies and novels meet for the first time. It sets the tone for what's to come. Sometimes there's snap, crackle, sizzle...or maybe there's that slow burn of borderline contempt that you just know is gonna be fun to watch.Today we're all getting schooled by Author C.P. Mandara…It's not exactly lust or love at first sight…but it's definitely HOT! Have a cold drink handy and let's take a glimpse at the first meeting!
Meet Jenny. She's rich, spoiled, rude and obnoxious. She's also just been signed up for the BDSM ride of her life - without her consent. An intensive training course at the Albrecht Stables is not what it appears to be and training to become a human pony was not on Jenny's to-do list.
The trouble is, how do you escape when you're tied up, gagged and constantly sexually aroused? Which Master or Mistress do you turn to for rescue? And what do you do if you suspect you might actually be enjoying yourself?
This is Jenny's adventure into the world of BDSM and pony play. She's about to find out just how much effort it takes to become a pony girl and that she has no choice but to excel in every aspect of her training or she may never stand a chance of being released from her bondage.
Book One features Jenny's abrupt induction, where she finds herself being stripped naked, medically examined and intimately measured for her new uniform - as a pony girl.
Excerpt of the first meeting…
A knock sounded on the door. It was loud, insistent and the owner of such a knock obviously did not want to be ignored.
‘Come in,’ both ladies chorused together.
A male head popped itself around the door frame. ‘Hello, Aggie, Hetty,’ he nodded to each and gave a rather dazzlingly bright white smile. ‘Just to let you know I’ll be in charge of the trainee filly when you’re done. I’ve been told in no uncertain terms that we need to show a firm hand with her at all times. Apparently, she is what’s termed as ‘difficult’ but we’ll give her the benefit of the doubt until her training begins.’ He winked at Jenny.
Jenny tried instinctively to cover herself up, acutely aware of how naked and exposed she was. Of course the effort was pointless. All of the most intimate parts of her body were on display and he didn’t even bat an eyelid. To make matters worse, the man was drop dead, ‘I’ve died and gone to heaven’ gorgeous. He had a posh English accent, short black hair gelled upwards in soft spikes and chocolate brown eyes. If that wasn’t enough, add tight white riding breeches, a white shirt, a pair of black knee-high boots and a matching riding coat. Most women would have melted into a small puddle before him and she was definitely one of them. He was quite possibly the most desirable man she had ever had the good fortune to lay her eyes upon and she had to meet him like this. Life was not fair. A groan of frustration left her lips as her body began to heat once more, blood pumping furiously through her. Oh no, she thought, this cannot be happening yet again. Gritting her teeth she tried to quell her reaction.
‘Did you want to help perform the exam, Master Mark?’ asked Hetty.
Jenny tried to shake her head in horror, knowing that as soon as the man’s fingers touched her she would explode. It had been bad enough being observed by the two old ladies, but having an attractive man there to witness these depravities would make it ten times worse. With all her might she willed him to say no.
‘Well,’ he paused, as if thinking for a moment, ‘how about I sit over here in the corner and watch? If you need a hand with anything you can let me know.’ The devilish smile he gave to the ladies indicated that he knew his presence would give an added torment to their victim.
Jenny tried to thrash about on the horse to let her feelings on the matter be known, but other than her bottom sliding around on the leather which was now slick with her own juices, there wasn’t much movement of any account and no-one paid the slightest bit of attention to her.
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