Coughing and spluttering as I am forced under the water, I am afraid you are going to drown me, but each time, you pull my head up again. The police officers think this is hilarious and the policewoman asks if this is how you clean me. More humiliation when you tell her that I am usually hosed down.
Now, you tug my reins again and haul me out of…[Read more]
I thought we were going back to the car, but you are tugging on the reins and making me climb down the bank into the icy-cold stream. The riding crop across my rump encourages me to step deeper into the stream. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the two piece officers get out of the car and come to the bank to see what you are doing to me.
I look around ,,, and not sure I can believe my eyes,,, it appears to be a woman,,,, pulling a cart ,,, with men around her, Some which look is if they are with a police force. What? I think as I try to stay out of site,
It has been exhausting having to trot the two miles until the car pulled off the road and stopped. People in car passing us were taking pictures of me, wolf-whistling and cheering, others throwing empty cans at me. It was most embarrassing and humiliating, so I am relieved when you free me from the car and lead me to the stream, followed by the…[Read more]
Your treatment of me makes the police officers laugh, as first you swat me with the riding crop then shock me again. They laugh even louder when the shock makes me jump. And, of course, they love it when you pull my tits.
It’s a relief when I am unhitched from the cart, and I think how kind they are to take us to the stream. But, that turns to…[Read more]
It is difficult to get down, but it is a relief to be free of the bit gag and I try to lap up the water that the policeman has wasted. I know that these police officers are not supposed to be doing any of what they were doing – they should be arresting you for public indecency, at least, but the three of you find my situation hilarious and I…[Read more]
I hear about this special Ranch,,,, So I decide to take a Lift,,, and get to the entrance,,, But it seems to be locked.
But that never would put me off . So I go around to the fence area,,, And climb on over…. I wonder what I shall find here?
The policewoman seems to weigh a ton as she flogs my butt and to try make me crawl faster on a lap of the petrol station. My head is jerked up be her pulling on the reins. Eventually the ride finishes and she dismounts me, handing the reins back to you, so you can put me back into the arm-binder and reconnect me to the cart.
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