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The Stud Farm {hyper & mercury}

(It's okay ^^)

Jake lifted his head when she placed the crop to it, his eyes closing half-way and an aroused noise that surprised Jake perhaps more than anyone else came from his throat at the touch of the crop. He'd never considered this before, but now his eyes were darting around the room, seeing the various tack and gear they were surrounded by and suddenly feeling like he was in some sort of BDSM dungeon. Jake didn't like that sort of thing, thought some people had a bit too much obsession with toys in the bedroom, but somehow it was different with the trappings of his life turned from practical tools to erotic playthings.

He looked down at her, staying silent for a long moment as his large nostrils drew heavy breathes in and out. And then, after a bit of hesitation his hand grabbed a saddle rack and pushed it over. The wooden stand slammed to the floor, the expensive leather contraption hitting the stone with a thud.

Jake just stared into Elise's eyes defiantly and with a big grin, showing that same cocky expression that stallions got when they openly disobeyed her training and threw her to the ground. Outside the tack room Sandra's voice could be faintly heard screaming at whatever horse she thought was making the noise.
 
"Aw..." she looked sad for a moment, pouting at him as she unbuttoned her shirt. "I thought I could trust you to behave without a bridle on. I won't have to take extreme measures, will I?" she moved a little closer to him, draping her shirt over the first thing she could find to hold it decently.

No, she'd never really been...well, into things like this before, but Elise had never really been into anything human being related anyway. THIS was different. Hell, she was starting to feel turned on by the prospect of getting bridles involved. She traced the crop up his leg and over his crotch, moving up his body to his chin again.

"Well? Are you going to behave, or will we have to take extreme measures?"
 
Jake took the chance as she unbuttoned her shirt to shove his boxers down to meet his jeans. He grabbed her with both hands and leaned back against the wall, careful not to drop her as he lifted his legs in turn to kick the clothing away. Last night had by far been the most romantic night of his life, but this was quickly besting it in terms of the most erotic.

He was already hanging from his sheath, his large cock not fully extended yet. And yet even hanging limp it was bigger than most human guys save for those really lucky ones. Not that they could match the smooth pink flesh and the heady aroma of a stallion, nor the shared thrill of shunning society's taboos to be who they really wanted to. Only someone like Jake could understand that.

He had to clench his teeth to suppress his moan at the crop between his legs. Once again his head lifted when it reached his chin, but only for a moment. His response came as he darted his head forward, grabbing a lock of red hair between his teeth. He tugged once, not enough to be really painful but still to sting a bit as her yanked on her hair. He released it immediately, scraping his hoof against the ground and tossing his head with a cocky grin on his face.

He didn't seem to want his answer to be misunderstood.
 
"I suppose I shouldn't have expected anything better from the likes of you." she replied with a seductive grin, walking over to the wall of bridles. She picked out one that should fit him nicely, lifting it off of the peg so she could change the bit to a snaffle one rather than the harsh-looking thing that was currently on there.

She walked over to him and slipped the bridle over his head, doing it expertly with one hand while her spare hand slipped down between them to pay attention to his pink shaft, slowly stroking her hand up his not-yet-erect length with a grin playing on her lips. She was aware that she was still half-clothed and she quickly slipped the reins over his head after putting the bit in his mouth, tying the reins to a peg.

She moved just a meter or so out of his reach before she started to undress, pulling her hair from the bun it had been in to fall around her shoulders in cascades of red before she reached around behind her back, undoing the clasp of her bra to slip it off, allowing it to fall on the floor.
 
Jake stayed against the wall when she pulled away, his eyes following her. They went a little wide as she grabbed the bridle and changed out the bit, but soon he was scraping his hoof on the ground in an impatient gesture. He had planned to make more of a game of it, to toss his head and fight the bridle. But her hand on his shaft made him give out a soft noise of arousal.

He let himself be tied, chomping curiously at the metal between his teeth. He had always wondered what it would be like to wear a bridle, but putting such things on was considered taboo and bizarre, just as strange as the heaviest BDSM gear was to humans. Of course it was nothing of the sort, but anthros had different values.

The stud let out a groan and stepped forward when she began to undress, but quickly felt the unpleasantness of the bridle digging into his mouth. He didn't try it gain. Thankfully the mare who was to be bred was now squealing and advertising herself loudly and being responded to by the stallion that was soon to be hers. It was the only thing that covered his own protesting noises, sounding much like that wild stallion as he reached out for her and strained to reach the body she was exposing. He did not cheat and untie himself, but the way his cock was beginning to rise up and becoming slowly less flaccid showed that her teasing was quite effective at frustrating him.
 
Elise had never really experienced anything like this before - she was strip teasing for a horny anthro stallion. She'd never even strip teased for a human before and yet here she was, running her delicate hands up over the smooth curves of her body, having previously been hidden by the bulky riding gear.

She eased her boots off and removed her jodphurs and underwear only to slip the boots back on with a smirk, deciding that the pathetic spurs on them might serve to add to the kinkiness.

Pulling up one of the sturdy saddle blocks, she fitted the saddle back on that he'd thrown off and she perched on it, her cheeks flushing slightly as she ran a hand down her stomach to slowly rub herself, staring right into his eyes with that feverish smirk she liked to wear so much.
 
This was new for Jake as well. His own few sexual partners had never really built him up like this. Elise was amazing, the way she took her time with him rather than rushing right to the sex. It made it so much better and so much sweeter. He couldn't decide if the loss of her riding clothes was more or less sexy, but when she put the boots back on his frustrated whinney clearly said he'd decided it was better.

His hoof scraped on the stone floor loudly as she climbed onto that saddle. The stallion jerked against his bridle, tossing his head and chomping noisily at the bit. His powerful arms tried desperately to reach her and his fingertips just barely brushed the saddle, unable to do anything more. His cock was stiffening further, the tip now level with the ground and beginning to rise upwards in defiance of gravity.

The look in Jake's eyes was one of need. He was staring at her body as if he meant to rip the bit from his mouth and toss her to the floor and take her in a passionate and primal way. God, he wanted her! The sight of her touching herself atop the saddle in nothing but those boots made his tail flick against the wall. Looking back into her eyes, there was little sign of the intelligent and civilized Jacob West, his brain now dominated by the much baser instincts that ruled all stallions.
 
She couldn't help the satisfaction at his reaction, having been slightly worried that it wouldn't be well recieved or that she'd do something wrong...just the way he was looking at her turned her on even more and she slowly slid off of the saddle, untying the reins so she could gently lead him back over there with her.

She kept holding the reins and she pushed herself back up to rest on there, an idea popping into her head.
She reached down and very teasingly ran her fingertips up the base of his dick where it was hardening, leaning in slightly to whisper to him in a seductive tone.
"You know stallions aren't supposed to have sex with their handlers now, don't you?"
 
Jake's eyes went wide when she approached, ears swiveling to her in a somewhat alarmed reaction. He wasn't scared of her, and he hoped she would understand when his reaching hands went to his sides and clenched into fists as she undid the reins. He breathed heavily, nostrils flaring with each breath. He followed her on shaky legs, and didn't touch her a bit. He was wary about hurting her, calming himself down as they moved and reminding himself of his own strength.

His hands gripped the saddle by it's ends as Jake's head tossed a bit just from that touch. He wanted more, and her words made him give out a frustrated squeal. "I don't care! I don't care if.. if I'm just supposed to breed the mares who come here." He took the role she offered him readily, thrilling at the new sensation of having her engage his imagination in sex. "They're not as sexy as my handler. I think it's your turn to get saddle-broken."

He took hold of her thin waist as he pushed his mouth against hers. The bit in his mouth made it a bit restricted - to say nothing of how hard it was to talk straight - but he still managed to kiss her quite well despite it. And his hips pushed toward those wonderfully soft hands, remembering how they'd pleased Gent and wondering what it would feel like to be worked to completion by them.
 
She kissed him back passionately, gently slipping her tongue in for a brief moment before she pulled away, looking into his eyes. "We shouldn't, though...what if I get caught? I'll be sacked. You'll have to make it worth my while..." she raised her eyebrows in a mock sincere expression, her hands still running up and down his long shaft.

"Can I trust you to touch me then, stallion?" she asked, one of her hands resting on her muscled neck while the other moved down to trace the outline of his balls gently, revelling in the fact that despite how taboo it was, he was /hers/. It felt wonderful in every way possible.

"Your move." she grinned.
 
Jake grunted at the mention of her being fired. Sure, it was a concern, and perhaps he would feel differently if it was his own job at risk. But right now, he thought this was way more important than a paycheck. And if Elise was still doing this with him, he suspected that deep down she felt that way too. Jobs were everywhere, horse ranches too. Yes she needed the money to tend Tramoor but there were other ways to make it. There was only one Jake & Elise.

At her little challenge and the tremble that ran up his spine from the tender touch to his sack. His eyelids fluttered a little in one of his more human-like gestures of pleasure, even as his cock twitched sharply and gave a little jump at the touch. Oh yes, he was certainly hers. The bridle on his head proved it for the world.

His powerful hands began to move over her as he took a step in closer. Strong fingers, not as rough from his work as a human's hands would be thanks to his soft fur, were moving up her sides to slide around her breasts and cup them. Even seated up on the saddle block he was slightly taller than her, and with the light source behind him he cast a shadow over Elise. "Ohhh, no it isn't. You're the handler, remember? It's your job to tell me what you want, what I must do. If you can't do that..." He grins at her, a slightly dangerous look in his eyes. "Then you've lost control of your stallion. And if that's the case..." His eyes dropped down over her body with hungry lust, accompanied by a heavy exhale from his nostrils that blew a few strands of her hair about and bathed her face in warmth. "Then you're in trouble, I think." He said it with a playfulness that showed he wasn't threatening anything she wouldn't enjoy.
 
She raised her eyebrows at his suggestion and ran a hand down his chest, still holding to the reins of his bridle, excitement pooling in her stomach. Of course she'd slowly come to not really care about her job, that had just been a part of the 'act'. She nibbled his neck gently and leaned up to whisper in one of his velvety ears, tugging slightly on the bridle to pull his head down.

She guided his hand down to between her legs to let him know what she was really after, how desperate she was for him to show her what he did last night. It was ridiculous how fast she'd become so attached to im after only knowing him for a day, having had sex with him once - well, sort of twice, if right now went as planned.

The noises of the mare and stallion in the background being teased surprisingly made Elise even hornier, those very sonds that both Gent and Jacob had made in her presence.
 
His ear pointed right towards her mouth, and his tail jerked up sharply at the words that came from her mouth, a reflexive response of excitement. He did not resist the guiding of his hand, and found himself not even caring that it had only been a day.

With his orders made clear, the arm not between Elise's legs swept behind her. The thick muscles and strong fingers supported her back and allowed her to enjoy herself without worrying about falling out of the saddle. The hand that she'd shown down to her tender slit set immediately to work pleasing her.

For such thick and strong fingers his touch was gentle. They moved along the soft flesh surrounding her sex and marveled at the smooth, hairless skin. Even if he saw it every day, he was so rarely able to touch a human. When they moved to touch her directly and tease her pink lips with a fingertip the feel of his fur was made bolder than ever. It was different from a human's touch, a different texture with a hundred tiny, short hairs brushing against her flesh with each tiny move of his fingertip.

And as he teased her like that he began to speak softly into her ear, putting himself int he role of one of her stallions. He told her about how he looked forward to it every day, her climbing on his back and telling him where to go. He told her that he always loved the matings best when she assisted, because then he could look at her and imagine her while he took the mare offered to him. There was a definite erotic thrill to the though of being a stud under her care, and he suspected that such fantasies would be just as arousing to her.
 
Elise swallowed hard as he started teasing her and he drew a soft moan from her lips, still resting against his cheek from where she'd whispered in his ear. Her cheeks were flushed and she could remember memories from last night of how good his broad tongue had felt before, thicker and stronger than that of a human and somehow with more expertise. That equine mouth of his was something she'd never forget, how easy it had been to her to adapt to a different style of kissing mixed with how unbelievably /good/ their bodies felt together.

She leant back against his arm slightly to push her hips against his fingers, her own skating their way down his chest to find his cock, still not fully erect. 'Well, we'll have to do something about that, won't we?" she muttered softly, half to him and half to himself as she took the shaft in her hands again and started working it, slow and teasing to match how teasing he was being to her.

She ever-so-slowly started stroking him, alternating the pressure of her grip as she savoured the feel of his length in her warm, soft hands, just enjoying /him/.
 
Jake was not holding his vocalizations back as much now that the noises outside were growing louder. The breeding was probably about to start, as it sounded like the mare and stud were in the same room now. Her own stallion was less afraid now, making the high-pitched, loud noises of a stallion calling out to his mare. And when her hands began to move so teasingly little squeals of pleasure began to break up those calls.

He kept his cheek against her, enjoying having her face against his. It was intimate in a wonderful way, and he savored the smell of her hair so close by. He leaned his arm back with her body, responding to her movements and keeping the support on her spine.

But the finger between her legs was growing impatient. The thick digit had finally had enough of the teasing softness of her outer lips. It sought out her entrance and pushed in. Everything about his was bigger than a human, even his hands. That single finger reached deep into her and spread her sex around it as his fur soaked in her wetness. He let out a deep and needing moan at the warmth that encased his finger and immediately started to move it back and forth in her, slowly at first, as his head finally pulled from hers so he could look down with wide eyes at his finger disappearing between her legs.
 
"Jake..." she moaned his name into his ear, gripping the mane at the back of his neck as his finger slipped inside her, each tiny little hair teasing her mercilessly. She soon remembere the character she was in and she smirked again as she heard the horses in the background getting louder as they got closer to each other.

"So, stud, ever tasted a human before?" she grinned at him, a flush on her cheeks as he pleasured her with his fingers. Luckily, another breeding was starting up not too far away - they must have more staff in. She assumed it was, seeing as another set of horses were making an awful lot of noise, mingling with that of the first pair. She was glad for the extra time, too.

Her fingers continued to run up and down his shaft, working his cock a little faster as the intensity of sounds increased in the background.
 
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