Leather boots handcuffed to the stall grating - illustrated self bondage story

Keleigh knew that she rode Antonio as hard as she rode Champion.

Both got her horny, spurring her spirited stallion across the Essex fields, then ordering around the lean, swarthy Spanish stable hand with a cruel sneer on her sensual crimson lips.

The lissome, sultry brunette loved the glares, equal parts lust and hatred, he shot at her when he thought she wasn't looking at him. She looked at him often, keeping his gorgeous form in mind when ever she let Clive clamber on top of her for his conjugal poke.

Sure, being a trophy wife had got her out of Stepney, but with Clive in Bahrain for the next two weeks—

Keleigh told Antonio to groom Champion tonight—she would be riding at first light. Then she slipped into the stable ahead of him, stripped to her thong and high-heeled leather boots, and handcuffed herself to the stall grating.

Her pussy moistened when he strode in-more so when he gave her a cruel sneer.

"I-I know I've been a right bitch to you—"

He shut her up with a hard, wet kiss. She moaned as she let him force his tongue into her mouth, his strong, rough hands roaming over her writhing young body, squeezing her stiff nipples, then sliding between her thighs.

“You are a fucking bitch, Missus Sterling!" he rasped. "I would have already quit but I long to fuck this hot, sexy, cockteasing bitch!"

"And punish me too!" the chained-up brunette gushed. She had left her riding crop next to her handcuff keys on the tack room table.

Antonio flashed her a wicked grin as he recuffed her facing the grating. Keleigh's heart pounded as the riding crop whistled in air.

"Owww! Ooh, my Sod!" she gasped, writhing.

The Spaniard had a fine sense of suspense, making her mewl in heated anticipation just before he landed another stinging lash across her bare, round bottom, making her yelp.

Panting, Keleigh turned her head, simpering for his cock now—but when she saw what he held, she yanked wildly on her handcuffs.

She screamed as the bullwhip seared her ass. She was sobbing when Antonio stopped and mounted her from behind, praying that the welts would fade by the time Clive returned.