Squeeze · Part 1

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Friday

Nick was told to pack his bag. It should contain all he needed for the weekend, which consisted of his black Timberland boots, a recently bought pair of black walking socks, an even more recently bought black pouch, half a dozen apples, ten carrots, two bags of mixed nuts, Quaker oats and a packet of polos. Maggie meanwhile busied herself packing her own bag.

They drove down to ‘the other’ pony farm. When they arrived at the farmhouse Nick got out and opened the door for Maggie. As he was taking both of their bags out of the boot they were met by two men. The first one introduced himself as Sir Peter and was the owner of the ‘the other’ pony farm. The second man introduced himself as Paul and he was to be Nick’s groom. Lady Magrit handed Paul a sealed envelope with the name Squeeze written on the front. Nick was told to follow Paul and not to worry about the car as this would be parked for him.

Lady Magrit followed Sir Peter up the steps into the farm house. She was met by a man dressed in a maid’s uniform. It was explained that Susie would be her maid for the weekend and carry out any services that she required. Susie’s first job was to show Lady Magrit’s to her room, carrying her bag for her. Susie told Lady Magrit that she was qualified to give her manicures, pedicures and massages. She then showed Lady Magrit the cane hanging behind the bedroom door and told Lady Magrit that she should use it if any of her work did not meet with Lady Magrit’s full approval. Hanging beside the cane was a leather strap on. Lady Magrit made a mental note of its position and wondered how and when she could bring it into play. She had always wanted to use a strap on on Squeeze. It just looked so tempting when he was kneeling with face on the floor and his bum in the air.

Susie made Lady Magrit a cup of tea which she served gracefully and then made sure that Lady Magrit was up to full speed with the agenda for the weekend. First she would take Squeeze for a spin in one of the buggies. While she was doing this Susie would unpack for her, arrange afternoon tea and prepare for Lady Magrit’s return. Susie laid out Lady Magrit’s riding clothes, jodhpurs, a white blouse, a pair of riding gloves and a pair of riding boots. Susie knelt in front of Lady Magrit to take her shoes off and then helped her out of the rest of her clothes, leaving her in only a white bra and knickers.

She looked bashful when Lady Magrit told her to take her knickers off as she would need to wear a thong under the jodhpurs. The thong was quickly produced with many apologies and Lady Magrit was helped into her riding gear. Lady Magrit warned Susie that she should be more thoughtful with regard to underwear and that she had earned herself two strokes of the cane that would be administered later.

Meanwhile Squeeze had followed his groom to the tables behind the farm house. Paul took his bag from him and ushered him into his stall. Squeeze was told to undress and be quick about it. As Squeeze did this Paul opened the letter and read it, but kept the contents to himself. He produced a set of arm binders that he put on Squeeze, crossing his arms behind his back. Extra security was added by straps which tied Squeeze’s wrists to his upper arms. Next he put on Squeeze’s head harness to which he attached a rope and tied the other end to the stall. Paul stepped back and admired his handiwork. His pony was now helpless. His arms were tied behind his back, above his bottom, leaving it perfectly exposed, as were his genitals at the front.

He couldn’t complain because a bit had been put in his mouth for this very purpose. Paul patted his pony on his buttocks with his left hand while he searched for Squeeze’s balls with his right hand. A flash of pain made Squeeze wonder about Lady Magrit’s choice of name and why hadn’t he got a female groom? Paul smiled as Squeeze winced. Paul whispered to Squeeze that in Lady Magrit’s absence he was totally in charge of Squeeze and he could do whatever he fancied. And sometimes what he fancied would not be what Squeeze fancied! He then completed putting on Squeeze’s harness, pouch and boots. He led Squeeze into the courtyard just as Lady Magrit arrived.

Squeeze was backed into a pony trap and had reins attached to his head harness. Lady Magrit stepped into the cart, took hold of the reins and told Squeeze to walk on. It was odd at first for squeeze to pull the trap with his arms tied high up his back, but he soon got used to it, also to leaning backwards to slow the trap when it was going down hill. Lady Magrit was also getting the hang of things, although it took a couple of practice shots with the crop before she felt what she considered to be an adequate red mark on Squeeze’s buttocks. By the end of the journey she could land a real stinger every time.

She drove Squeeze out of the farm yard and into the woods behind the farm house. This was all private secluded farm land with no chance of being spotted by strangers. The woods were criss-crossed by little paths that were well signposted to avoid the drivers and ponies getting lost. On the flat bits Lady Magrit made Squeeze trot and then gallop. She was having wonderful fun. She stopped in a small clearing to give squeeze a rest and a piece of apple. Occasionally they would hear other ponies go by but Squeeze’s vision was restricted by his blinkers so he could not tell if they were pony boys or pony girls. Lady Magrit had a clearer view and while she preferred seeing the pony boys straining, she also liked to watch the bobbing of the pony girls’ breasts.

After the drive Lady Magrit left Squeeze with Paul to attend to and strode into the farmhouse. Susie was waiting when she arrived in her room. She felt wonderful after the drive and decided now was a good time get Susie into shape. “Fetch me the cane, please.” Susie hurried off and collected the cane. “Now what position are you normally put in to receive it and what do you wear?”

“I am normally bent over a chair, Madam, with my bum made bare,” replied Susie. Lady Magrit indicated that Susie was to get into position over a chair. When Susie was ready Lady Magrit went up to her and pulled her skirt up over her back, revealing a pair of white cotton knickers with elasticised waist and cuffs. These were pulled down to her ankles to reveal a smooth bum framed by white suspenders and her seamed stockings. The sight of her standing there with her legs apart was really appealing. Lady Magrit could not resist pushing her hand between Susie’s legs to give her balls a gentle squeeze and gave her cock an investigative stroke at the same time.

Although expecting them the two strokes of the cane came as something of a surprise to Susie and she began to whine gently. “Oh do be quiet girl. It was only two gentle strokes. Get on with running my bath please,” said Lady Magrit.

Susie stood up, pulled her knickers and straightened her skirt. “Thank you, Madam,” she said as she shot off into the bathroom to run the bath.

When Susie returned to the bedroom Lady Magrit was already naked, having left her clothes in a heap on the floor for Susie to sort out. She followed Susie into the bathroom and stepped into the warm bath, filled high with bubbles. Susie stood beside the bath and let Lady Magrit soak for a few minutes. She then began gently washing Lady Magrit. She started at her feet and slowly made her way upwards. Lady Magrit opened her legs to let Susie wash both her fanny and her bottom, making sure that she did it properly without lingering too long and taking liberties.

When she had finished all of her body Susie used the shower to wash Lady Magrit’s hair gently. She gave it two thorough washes and rinses before applying the conditioner. Lady Magrit stood up while Susie wrapped a bath towel round her and put a turban on her hair. Lady Magrit stepped out of the bath and Susie dried her carefully before leading her to a chair in the bedroom where she could dry her hair.

After blow drying Lady Magrit’s hair Susie fetched her manicure and pedicure sets. She sat at Lady Magrit’s feet as she dealt with all her nails. Lady Magrit noted with amusement how Susie would chance the occasional glance into her fanny or at her breasts. During the following massage Susie told Lady Magrit where she at put all her belongings in case she needed them while Susie was not about. It was while she was massaging the tops of Lady Magrit’s legs and her bottom that Susie began talking about Lady Magrit’s vibrator and a curious clear plastic object that she had found.

Lady Magrit explained that the curious clear plastic object was in fact a g-spot stimulator and she could feel a subtle change in the way Susie was massaging her as she said this. Susie’s excitement was obvious and her voice became deeper and huskier when she asked if she could have the privilege of using these two items on Lady Magrit after the massage, to which Lady Magrit agreed thoughtfully. Well why not, Squeeze’s parts would be getting lots of attention, but she smiled again as she thought that it might be slightly less pleasurable and definitely more painful for him. She had certainly got the better part of the deal.

After the massage Lady Magrit lay on the bed and spread legs wide in anticipation. She instructed Susie to ‘warm her up’ with her tongue first, which Susie was delighted and honoured to do. Susie was very thoughtful about how she used the vibrator. She ran it up and down the insides of Lady Magrit’s thighs, over her mons venus occasionally, just occasionally, over her fanny lips or her clitoris. She then laid the vibrator right along her fanny and slowly increased the tempo. Lady Magrit moaned gently and swayed her hips in rhythm with the vibrations. Susie let this go on for a little while before plunging the vibrator deep into Lady Magrit eager fanny, sliding it in and out.

Lady Magrit’s moaning got louder and the swaying of her hips changed to a more frantic thrusting motion. Susie decided to change to the g-spot stimulator and it hit the spot within seconds. Lady Magrit began biting her lips and sucking her knuckles as the waves of her orgasm began to wash over. Susie stopped and watched her with a feeling of pride in her work. She cleaned the toys in her mouth as she had been taught, before taking them into the bathroom for a more thorough wash.

This was too good for Lady Magrit. She wanted another orgasm and she wanted a cock! Perhaps she could get Squeeze back from the stalls, but he wasn’t supposed to have any pleasure this weekend. She then hit on the obvious. She walked to the table, bent over it and told Susie to service her and service her well! The slightest hint of an orgasm for Susie would lead to a severe thrashing and her immediate dismissal. Susie was overjoyed. She removed her knickers, pumped her now rigid cock with her hand to ensure that it was stiff. She need not have done this since it had been like a board since she broached the subject of using the vibrator.

She oiled herself up and gently slid into Lady Magrit who let out another low moan. Lady Magrit’s fanny was pulsating strongly and quickly grabbed Susie’s cock. It did not take Lady Magrit long to reach her second orgasm. Susie pulled out quickly, unsure in she could resist having an orgasm herself if she stayed inside.

Lady Magrit dismissed Susie for half an hour and went and lay down. She contentedly thought of her two orgasms and the fun she could have with Susie. She would enjoy telling Squeeze all about Susie!

Paul unhitched Squeeze from the buggy and took him back to his stall. He was given a bucket of water to drink from. To get his head in the bucket Squeeze had to kneel down. This forced him to push his arse in the air, but Paul did not seem too interested in this. Squeeze found drinking with his bit on difficult and it took him some time to drink all the water he needed to quench his thirst. The harness was taken off him and his leather arm binder was replaced by rope. A rope head harness also replaced the harness that had been used while he was pulling the buggy. A short rope hobble was put round his ankles and he was lead into the courtyard naked apart from these three pieces of rope.

Squeeze saw why. There were two other male ponies being given a wash. They had the same rope harnesses as he had and were also naked. He knew that there were other ponies about as he had caught sight of them through the trees in the woods. He shied back, but Paul pulled him forward and gave him a hefty whack on his buttock with the riding crop he always carried.

Squeeze was tethered to a post with the two other ponies. Paul collected a bucket full of cold soapy water and a sponge and began washing Squeeze from head to toe. The first application of the cold water had Squeeze take on the same dejected look as the other two ponies. It also had the same effect on his cock and balls which tried to shrink back into his body. When Paul had finished washing Squeeze all three ponies were rinsed down with the hose. Each tried to hide from its cold water jet, but the hobbles together with the tethers ensured that they could not move far or fast. At the end of the wash they were all lead back to the stables and left to dry off on the straw in their stalls.

After about half an hour Paul brought Squeeze’s tea. His bit was removed to allow him to eat and drink the pieces of apple and carrot that were put in a bucket for him. He also got another bucket of water to drink. Again he was aware of the wonderful opportunities he was presenting to Paul as he knelt with his head in the bucket and arse in the air! This time Paul didn’t ignore the opportunity. He pulled Squeeze’s balls back through his legs and tied his knees together with the rope hobble, effectively trapping Squeeze’s balls. He stood with one leg either side of Squeeze facing his bottom and practiced flicking his crop on Squeeze’s vulnerable balls.

When he tired of this game he released Squeezes balls and practiced flicking his crop on his arse and making the tip of the crop wrap round and catch Squeeze’s balls. Squeeze could not eat or drink while this was going on and wondered how and if his balls could stand it. He was left alone in his stall for a couple of hours when the ball beating ended. He lay curled up in the straw, wishing that he could get his arms free to stroke and caress away some of the pain in his balls. Gradually the ache wore off and he finished eating all the apple, carrots and nuts, although nuts brought back recent memories!

Susie arrived to help Lady Magrit dress for the evening’s entertainment, which was going to be provided by the ponies, but they didn’t know that yet. Lady Magrit had laid out her underwear on the bed, ready to wear. Susie put on her quarter cup bra, which acted as a platform for Lady Magrit’s breast. Susie ensured that Lady Magrit’s breast were comfortable with her hands and may have lingered slightly too long, but Lady Magrit chose to ignore this. Next to go on was a black lace suspender belt together with seamed fishnet stockings. Susie spent a lot of time getting the seams straight. A pair of sheer see through French knickers went on next. Susie could feel her cock swelling between her legs, but worked hard to disguise this.

On top of this Lady Magrit put a simple white blouse which was thick enough to be modest, but thin enough to show the colour of her bra and nipples. She left one more button undone that was necessary to ensure that anyone who wanted to look would not be disappointed. Her mid length wrap over black dress opened at the front to show off her legs and stockings when see sat down. In the past it had provided easy access was wandering hands and this brought a smile to her face, although she didn’t think that there would be any wandering tonight.

Susie escorted her down to the barn and showed her to her seat. There were two rows of six seats facing the centre of the barn and Lady Magrit was in the second row, between male and female owners. In the middle of the barn were six benches. After introductions Sir Peter announced that the entertainment was about to begin. Six pony girls were brought in by there grooms. Their hands were cuffed in front of them and they had blindfolds as part of their head harnesses. Apart from this they were naked. Each pony girl was led to a bench. While facing it their ankles were secured to the two back legs and then they were bent forward and stretched over the bench.

One or two of the pony girls realised that something was about to happen to them, but were too late to pull away and their grooms would have forced then into that position any way. The owners had a wonderful view of six naked bottoms and fannies.

Paul arrived unexpectedly in Squeezes stable and put him back in his leather arm binder and head harness. Instead of blinkers a blindfold was put over his eyes. As he was led outside he felt the cold evening air brush his body before he entered the barn. He could hear people talking and he was sure that there were other ponies in the barn as well. He was then told by Paul that he and five other ponies were being put to stud. They would not know which fillies they serviced and the fillies wouldn’t know who serviced them. There was a catch however; it was a competition for the pony boys to see who would be the last to come, while for the pony girls it was the first to make their stud come.

The pony girls had their fannies lubricated by their grooms while the pony boys were brought to erection by their grooms. This was not a difficult task. The pony boys were then gently entered into the pony girls. The thought of having his cock slid into an unknown fanny was too much for one of the pony boys and he came instantly. All the pony boys were made to withdraw from the pony girls. The pony that came first was immediately taken to the stables and the pony girl who had made him come released and her blindfold removed. She was given the rosette with first on it, much to the delight of her owner.

The pony boys were walked about before being brought back to continue their servicing. They were not all brought back to the same pony girl and they were kept guessing as to whether they were entering the same or a different fanny. Squeeze tried to slow his strokes down, but got a timely reminder to keep the tempo going by the flick of the whip from his groom. This almost pushed Squeeze over the edge, but he was saved by another pony boy coming.

The winning pony girl was released and the loosing pony boy returned to the stable. The remaining four pony boys were walked about again and round three commenced. Squeeze was going strongly and confidently until he tried to work out if he had serviced one, two or three pony girls. The thought of three pushed him over the edge and he was whisked off to the stables. The entertainment continued until there was only one pony boy who hadn’t come. His blindfold was removed and he was allowed to see the remaining filly as he serviced her to completion.

The pony girls and the last pony boy were taken back to the stables for a quick freshen up by their grooms. This consisted of having the lower halves of their bodies washed with a cold water sponge, but this time they were dried with rough towels. In the intervening time the six benches were replaced by twelve chairs. The pony girls and boys were paired up and led out side by side. The pairing was decided by their position in the mating competition. The pair that came last was the first to be bent over the chairs with their bottoms facing the owners. Their grooms then gave them six strokes of the cane. These were expertly applied and the stripes would last well over two days.

This would remind everyone of their position in the competition. Five stripes were given to pair that came second from last received, and so on until the winners received just one stroke. The ponies were then led back to the stalls for the night. It was the end of their day.

The owners retired to the drawing room, where they had canapés and champagne served to them by their maids. The mistresses all had male maids dressed in their grey uniforms, while the masters had female maids who wore French maid outfits. They soon split into groups of four or five. Lady Magrit stood between the pony farm owner Sir Peter and Sir Ricard. Sir Peter was keen to find out if all his guests had enjoyed the entertainment. He took mental notes of any suggestions that he thought could improve the entertainment next time he arranged it.

Lady Magrit began chatting to Sir Ricard, telling him that this was the first time that she and her pony Squeeze had been to the farm. She was slightly disappointed that Squeeze had come fourth in the contest. Sir Ricard laughed and said that his pony, Rosie had come third and joked that they two ponies should practice together. Lady Magrit remarked that if was unfair that the ponies should get all the fun and was slightly taken aback when Sir Ricard suggested that she should go up to his room. She soon regained her composure and decided that this was a night that she was going to remember and agreed to accompany him.

On the way to the bedroom Lady Magrit told Sir Ricard how Susie had serviced her earlier that evening. Sir Ricard replied that he had enjoyed the pleasure of having his maid, so that made it even. He said that he would try to out do Suzie’s performance and Lady Magrit replied that anything his maid could offer she could more that match. As she said this she noticed a twinkle appear in his eye and the tiniest of smiles appear.

As they entered Sir Ricard’s bedroom Lady Magrit took off her blouse and unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Sir Ricard ran his eyes over her, admiring her magnificent breasts and the curves of her hips. He quickly removed his shirt, trousers pants shoes and socks, standing naked before her. His penis stood out from his body and as though drawn pointed to Lady Magrit’s breasts. His hands followed where eyes had been, scooping each breast off its platform and gently squeezing each nipple. The tiny smile reappeared when he pinched each nipple and looked at the enjoyment in Lady Magrit’s face. That was something he would note and keep for later. His hands slid down her sides and he helped her slide out of her knickers.

They pulled each other towards themselves and let their hands roam all other each other. Lady Magrit backed towards the bed and pulled Sir Ricard on top of her. His trusting cock was soon buried deep inside her hungry fanny. His technique was wonderful, using long slow gentle strokes at first, followed by short fast strokes and then he began sliding his cock in and out with a hard push at the end of each stroke. Lady Magrit was lapping this up. She began sighing and whimpering. This extolled Sir Ricard to increase the tempo slightly but he maintained the powerful thrusts.

After a few minutes this had the desired effect on Lady Magrit and she her first orgasm came flowing over her and she lay limply on the bed as Sir Ricard continued to pump away for a few more strokes. He then withdrew his cock and gently turned Lady Magrit onto her stomach and slid her down the bed. She was now kneeling with her arse in the air and her fanny, although still pulsating was wide open. Sir Ricard mounted her from behind and began to fuck her with long hard strokes. He put his left hand on the small of her back to hold her down and with his right hand grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head back. This was how he liked to take women, from behind with him in charge.

It was not long before Sir Ricard’s cock pumped to its own rhythm as he took his orgasm. He withdrew himself and wandered into the bathroom leaving Lady Magrit kneeling over the bed feeling absolutely shattered as she had also come at the same time as he did. She pulled herself onto the bed and lay there waiting for Sir Ricard to return.

When he did so he brought two glasses of champagne and sat in bed drinking them together. He dripped some champagne on his cock and gently guided Lady Magrit’s mouth onto it. She did not need much encouragement and was soon sliding her lips up and down his member. She felt Sir Ricard stiffen, his cock pulsated and he took his second orgasm in her mouth. She swallowed all of his come and licked his cock clean. Sir Ricard noted that she had more than matched his maid and was nearly as good as his pony Rosie.

After a few minutes Lady Magrit got up to leave. She picked her clothes up and did not bother to put them on. There were plenty of other fannies and breasts on display and she did not mind hers being shown off as well that night. She did put her high heels on though, to emphasise the sway of her womanly hips as she walked. She was also proud of the fact that she had been fucked by Sir Ricard and wondered if she would tell Squeeze about him. As she was approaching the door Sir Ricard said, “How about taking the double buggy tomorrow and running our ponies in tandem? We could take a picnic.”

“That would be wonderful”, replied Lady Magrit. “Will you organise it? Shall we say 9:00 am in the court yard?” Without waiting for a reply she left and walked back to her room.

Saturday

Early the next morning Paul came into Squeeze’s stall. He woke Squeeze and told him that he has to be fully harnessed in just over an hour, so that gave Paul an hour to play with his pony by himself. Squeeze was quickly put into the arm binder and the head harness. Paul started by gently rubbing his hand over the four welts on Squeeze’ bottom. His other hand searched out Squeeze’s nipples. Each was twisted and squeezed in turn, causing Squeeze to wince and sigh loudly. This was nothing compared to when Paul took hold of Squeeze’s balls. He circled the top of the sack with his finger and thumb and slowly pulled them down applying extra pressure with his fingers as he did so. Squeezes balls were held in this grip for five minutes and began to ache terribly.

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