Huntmaster story
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Date: 19th Feb 2006
Victoria lgazed into the mirror....she looked emmaculate...tight beige breeches, long snug fitting leather boots, a tightly tied stock, and a beautifully tailored black hunt coat...as she pulled on her black leather gloves she uttered to herself...." today i WILL have fun"
she walked down to the stables...her stable hand Jenny, a girl of chinese origin, was pushing a barrow of muck across the yard..."is Higgy (her hunter and mount for the day) ready" she shrilled. Jenny put the barrow down. She looked up in fear, as Victoria approached her, she new how aggressive and forceful she was on hunting days, she knew if she gave the wrong answer she would get a beating.
"Higgy is ready madam" she said.."I have prepared her as you instructed, the hounds are ready, and I was out at 5.30am stopping earths"
"Good, I want to commence the hunt in 20 minutes, and there had better be some foxes out there for me today to catch or you will suffer. I want you to whip in for me today so go and get changed"
Jenny was surprised, she didnt get invited on Victoria's hunts very often and she so liked the thrill of the hunt...she rushed to her quarters, undid her half chaps, pulled off her dirty blue jodhpurs and fleece and removed her underwear. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself naked, and gently ran her finger through her lips, delving inside, before placing her finger in her mouth...hmmm "today I will have fun"
She pulled on her breeches...no underwear, she likes to feel close to the harshness of the saddle, just a layer of cotton separating it from her vagina, ..tight boots, shirt, white stock , waistcoat, all tailoured, those boots that are like a second skin, the jacket so well fitting, her hair in a net.
She walked out into the yard....Victoria looked at her, a smile appearing on her face. "come here" she shrieked.
Jenny approached. Victoria looked her up and down..."good" she said, "you look very well turned out", and she raised her leather gloved hand and ran it down Jennys cheek.
Jenny felt a warmth and wetness between her legs....although Victoria treated her badly and often beat her....she fantasized about her, and craved her attention. Today was going to be exciting.
Victoria mounted her horse and jenny proceeded to the kennels. She undid the latch and opened the door and out came the hounds... as they passed her she looked down at them . "come on by beauties" she said...."catch me some foxes today"....she new if they did, Victoria would want her.....
to be continued (if required)
she walked down to the stables...her stable hand Jenny, a girl of chinese origin, was pushing a barrow of muck across the yard..."is Higgy (her hunter and mount for the day) ready" she shrilled. Jenny put the barrow down. She looked up in fear, as Victoria approached her, she new how aggressive and forceful she was on hunting days, she knew if she gave the wrong answer she would get a beating.
"Higgy is ready madam" she said.."I have prepared her as you instructed, the hounds are ready, and I was out at 5.30am stopping earths"
"Good, I want to commence the hunt in 20 minutes, and there had better be some foxes out there for me today to catch or you will suffer. I want you to whip in for me today so go and get changed"
Jenny was surprised, she didnt get invited on Victoria's hunts very often and she so liked the thrill of the hunt...she rushed to her quarters, undid her half chaps, pulled off her dirty blue jodhpurs and fleece and removed her underwear. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself naked, and gently ran her finger through her lips, delving inside, before placing her finger in her mouth...hmmm "today I will have fun"
She pulled on her breeches...no underwear, she likes to feel close to the harshness of the saddle, just a layer of cotton separating it from her vagina, ..tight boots, shirt, white stock , waistcoat, all tailoured, those boots that are like a second skin, the jacket so well fitting, her hair in a net.
She walked out into the yard....Victoria looked at her, a smile appearing on her face. "come here" she shrieked.
Jenny approached. Victoria looked her up and down..."good" she said, "you look very well turned out", and she raised her leather gloved hand and ran it down Jennys cheek.
Jenny felt a warmth and wetness between her legs....although Victoria treated her badly and often beat her....she fantasized about her, and craved her attention. Today was going to be exciting.
Victoria mounted her horse and jenny proceeded to the kennels. She undid the latch and opened the door and out came the hounds... as they passed her she looked down at them . "come on by beauties" she said...."catch me some foxes today"....she new if they did, Victoria would want her.....
to be continued (if required)
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 20th Feb 2006
that s whught thes sight need a storry places evrry butty purolitlly got a fantiscy storry that ridding booty i now i do but i dont whoght to you now whught wheth the spelling
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 26th Feb 2006
Please continue :o) a good strong seeing to and some firm use of the crop especially welcomed!
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 26th Feb 2006
wheth my spelling do you reelly whoght to go out of yore mighed ceck way back in the old pots i turied somthing ones
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 26th Feb 2006
They set off, hounds excited tails wagging furiously...but not as excited as Jenny..she pushed herself into the saddle....feeling the firm leather against her wet clitoris. She followed victoria, watching her arse rise and fall into the saddle as she trotted to the first covert, her firm fine cheeks bouncing, she imagined that those cheeks were rising and falling on to her face, she imagines the smell, the taste,,,, it excited her.
They arrived at the small copse, victoria sent in the hounds...come on my beauties..lieu in lieu in, she called. She sat and observed, leather gloved hand tightly holding her black hunting whip, the other on the reins, looking into the covert, alert, waiting.
Jenny moved up next to her, as she approached their thighs brushed, tight beige cotton on cotton. Victoria turned and looked at Jenny, and without warning thrust her finger into her mouth, jenny sucked on the leather gloved finger enjoying the taste and imagining what would happen later if they had a succesful hunt. She looked up at victoria as she pulled out her finger."touch me" instructed Victoria.
Without hesitating Jenny unpopped Victorias breeches and pushed her fingers between her legs....as she did...a hound spoke....then another, and within seconds all were making an amazing noise....the hunt was about to start....
Jenny pulled out her finers and place it first under her nose, she breathed in the scent, then into her mouth to taste the elixia...
victoria buttoned up, puled out her horn ,blew the sound for "fox on", then firmly cracked her whip on her horses rear quarters, and they were away.....
to be continued if required
They arrived at the small copse, victoria sent in the hounds...come on my beauties..lieu in lieu in, she called. She sat and observed, leather gloved hand tightly holding her black hunting whip, the other on the reins, looking into the covert, alert, waiting.
Jenny moved up next to her, as she approached their thighs brushed, tight beige cotton on cotton. Victoria turned and looked at Jenny, and without warning thrust her finger into her mouth, jenny sucked on the leather gloved finger enjoying the taste and imagining what would happen later if they had a succesful hunt. She looked up at victoria as she pulled out her finger."touch me" instructed Victoria.
Without hesitating Jenny unpopped Victorias breeches and pushed her fingers between her legs....as she did...a hound spoke....then another, and within seconds all were making an amazing noise....the hunt was about to start....
Jenny pulled out her finers and place it first under her nose, she breathed in the scent, then into her mouth to taste the elixia...
victoria buttoned up, puled out her horn ,blew the sound for "fox on", then firmly cracked her whip on her horses rear quarters, and they were away.....
to be continued if required
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 5th Mar 2006
what kind of ending do we want for this one....hey and the photos r gr8 keep them coming
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 6th Mar 2006
it going to be a lezey dome thing or thair be some naycked lowe giy out yes moor foxs hunt stufe
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 6th Mar 2006
THRILLED to see REAL RIDING BOOTS,THANKS. Not thrilled with half chaps. They are even worse then zips.
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 10th Mar 2006
Not a mud fet. , but THANKS for REAL RIDERS! GREAT BOOTS!
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 11th Mar 2006
those thrown off the hunt for picking thier noses.
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 11th Mar 2006
I think I recognize some of these people. I KNOW THEIR BOOTS:) Yup, NICE to RIDE:)
Re: Huntmaster story
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Date: 12th Mar 2006
LICENED TO CHEERGIRLS.COM! I'm CHEERING!!! OVER DID WORD, but THANKS.
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